OK! Mary I'll handle this one, (if you will pardon the expression)
jack bellinger wrote:his extremely adept Right hand just replied "COUGH"..
"Why Doc Duckie" exclaimed Mrs Ogre, "you are naughtie, whatever would my husband say? He is a very jealous man you know."
Just for a moment the Duc looked non plussed, but quickly recovering his poise he replied. "Madam, if you will let go of my hand I shall remove it from your person instantly."
Mrs. Ogre, merely tightened her grip and with a lascivious grin said "..........
Fortunately, just as the moderator was reaching for the censorship button, the scene changed to .....
.... a decrepit shed somewwhere in Worstevershire. In the shed a gang of wizened gnomes were busy sawing up planks of wood and hammering them together with six inch nails, watched over by a bearded gentleman in a bright red suit. "HO! HO! HO! he chortled, someone will be very happy on Christmas morning when they find the first ever Mogplank Motorcar in their sock."
But who will be the lucky recipient of the original Mogplank*........!
*Pictured below.
