@Farmer_Boycie So she is, there you are gorgeous girl, you are so loved 🥰 ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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grumpiness,old enough to say what I think and not give a rat’s a**e, love family,friends,this amazing UK, support the police,armed forces &veterans,my dog
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@KeyserSosse R.I.P Daniel🙏 💔 with gratitude, Lest we forget🇬🇧🏴 🌹
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27th February, 2007
Rifleman Daniel Coffey, aged 21 from Cullompton, Devon, and of 2nd Battalion The Rifles, was shot and killed by insurgents, whilst providing top cover protection on vehicle patrol in Basra, Iraq
Lest we Forget this brave young Devonian who gave his all 🏴🇬🇧
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The Nun and a Priest
A Nun and a Priest were crossing the Sahara desert on a camel. On the third day out, the camel suddenly dropped dead without warning.
After dusting themselves off, the Nun and the Priest surveyed their situation. After a long period of silence, the Priest spoke. 'Well, Sister, this looks pretty grim.'
'I know, Father. In fact, I don't think it likely that we can survive more than a day or two.'
'I agree,' says the Father. 'Sister, since we are unlikely to make it out of here alive, would you do something for me?'
'Anything, Father..'
'I have never seen a woman's breasts and I was wondering if I might see yours.'
'Well, under the circumstances I don't see that it would do any harm.'
The Nun opened her habit and the Priest enjoyed the sight of her shapely breasts, commenting frequently on their beauty. 'Sister, would you mind if I touched them?'
She consented and he fondled them for several minutes.'Father, could I ask something of you?'
'Yes, Sister?'
'I have never seen a man's penis. Could I see yours?'
'I suppose that would be OK,' the Priest replied lifting his robe.
'Oh Father, may I touch it?'
The priest consented and after a few minutes of fondling he was sporting a huge erection.
'Sister, you know that if I insert my penis in the right place, it can Give Life.'
'Is that true Father?'
'Yes, it is, Sister.'
'Oh Father, that's wonderful .... Stick it in the camel and let's get the hell out of here!'
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@macgregor63 Good morning, wishing the same for you and yours😊….love that picture, 👍❤️
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@Farmer_Boycie ❤️Every day is Ellie day, Good morning beautiful girl…..😊👍🐾🐾🐾
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You get up in the morning and realise it’s Monday. But then you see Ellie ☺️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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@redpepper1011 Happy Birthday Teddy, have a lovely day, 😊🍰🎈🎈🎈🍧🧁❤️
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@VeteranIrish That’s the balcony on steroids!!….👍💪👏👏👏👏 Fantastic
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Military History - SAS Operations - Peterhead Prison - Dateline : October 1987
Location : Peterhead, Scotland.
A riot in Peterhead Prison's D-wing had resulted in prisoners taking over the building and taking a prison officer, 56 year old Jackie Stuart, hostage. The hostage-takers were lifers, in prison for violent crimes. It was thought that they had nothing to lose and would not hesitate to make good on their threats to kill their hostage, whom they had now taken up to the rafters of the Scottish prison.
Feeling unable to intervene without putting their colleague's life at risk, the prison authorities called for help from the SAS. It was a controversial request. Sending in UK special forces to deal with a domestic criminal situation would set a dangerous precedent, and several politicians were against it. At first, an SAS officer was sent to Peterhead in a purely advisory role. As a stalemate ensued at the prison, the call was eventually put out to send in the SAS to rescue Jackie Stuart and end the siege.
About 20 men from the on-call anti-terrorist team were flown from RAF Lynham in a C-130 up to Aberdeen, then driven under police escort to Peterhead Prison, where they setup for the assault.
The SAS assault teams were kitted out in body armour, fire-proof coveralls, respirators, plus, as the assault plan called for a stealth approach, they wore trainers instead of the more commonly worn army boots. Their primary weapons were wooden batons but they also carried 9mm Brownings as backups. Each team also carried flashbangs and tear gas canisters.

HM Prison Peterhead
The plan was to hit the prison from all sides simultaneously, causing confusion and panic amongst the prisoners whilst a rescue team entered the roof, the hostage location, via a hole the prisoners had made themselves. At 5am, as 4 SAS men snuck across the prison roof. Other prisoners in overlooking cell blocks spotted them and called out to warn the hostage-takers. At that moment, on each of the 3 floors of D-wing, an SAS team blew their way in with explosives, hurling in CS gas and stun grenades, before rushing in to clear the cells. Above them, the 4-man rescue team, threw stun and CS grenades through the hole in the roof then quickly jumped down into the rafters and secured the hostage, who was shocked but unharmed. The prisoners had been too stunned by the force and speed of the SAS assault to put up any meaningfully resistance. The hostage was quickly hauled out of the gas-filled prison to safety whilst the SAS handcuffed the prisoners. In short time, the prison authorities came in, reclaimed the building and took charge of the inmates, whilst the SAS quickly melted into the shadows.
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The Taxman decides to audit Grandpa and summons him to the Tax Office.
The Taxman was not surprised when Grandpa showed up with his Accountant.
The Taxman said, ‘Well, Sir, you have an extravagant lifestyle and no full-time employment, which you explain by saying that you win money gambling. I’m not sure the tax office finds that believable.’
‘I’m a great Gambler, and I can prove it,’ says Grandpa. ‘How about I give you a demonstration?’
The Taxman thinks for a moment and said, ‘Okay, Go ahead.’
Grandpa says, ‘I’ll bet you a thousand pounds that I can bite my own eye.’
The Taxman thinks a moment and says, ‘It’s a bet.’
Grandpa removes his glass eye and bites it. The Taxman’s jaw drops!
Grandpa says, ‘Now, I’ll bet you two thousand pounds that I can bite my other eye.’
Now the Taxman can tell Grandpa isn’t blind, so he takes the bet.
Grandpa removes his false teeth and bites his good eye.
The stunned Taxman now realises he has wagered and lost three grand, with Grandpa’s Accountant as a witness. He starts to get nervous.
‘Want to go double or nothing?’, Grandpa asks? ‘I’ll bet you six thousand pounds that I can stand on this side of your desk, and pee into that wastebasket on the other side, and never get a drop anywhere in between.’
The Taxman, twice burned, is cautious now, but he looks carefully and decides there’s no way this old man could possibly manage that stunt, so he agrees again.
Grandpa stands beside the desk and unzips his pants, but although he strains mightily, he can’t make the stream reach the wastebasket on the other side, so he pretty much pees all over the Taxman’s desk.
The Taxman leaps to his feet with joy, realising that he has just turned a major loss into a huge win.
But Grandpa’s own Accountant moans loudly and puts his head in his hands.
‘Are you okay?’, the Taxman asks.
‘Not really,’ says the Accountant. ‘This morning, when Grandpa told me he’d been summoned for an audit, he bet me twenty-five thousand pounds that he could come in here and piss all over your desk and that you’d be happy about it!’
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@TheCardReturns @ToonDazza Hi Hollie, just about to sign off, hope you get lots of new followers, 👍😊 night night 😴😴😴
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@grumpyandproud2 @ToonDazza Hi there 🤗
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Can we please give @TheCardReturns a follow guys.
Great account and a real patriot that follows back.
Thanks 👊
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