Some Oringal Aboriginal Wisdom

Dear Wilf, I'm trying so hard to think of something funny to say that involves your nipples as payback.
I will return ...
x

Oh yeah ... point me in the direction of a whitefella who can have sex all night ;-)

Ah....she's all bluff y'see, Wilf :-) White women are life that. Abos like us ought to stick to our own kind :-) Whitey civilization meant that their women got "liberated" (I think that means "uppity"), and found all manner of means to run us males in circles at their behest. Get yerself over to my neck of the woods and I'll show you how women were ordained to behave (smug titter......).

Balls are good for team sports ;-)

Uppity shmuppity!!
We're not uppity. Us modern women just have a strong sense of what we like, how we like it, where we like it and when we like it (that means how often) and we can get mighty tetchy when we don't get it.

Ah y'see......give 'em an inch and soon they expect twelve :-) The ethos of instant availability afforded by modern society has made dem white wimmin too strident and demanding. In simpler and less complicated times, wimmin considered themselves lucky to ride the didgeridoo whenever the menfolk had ten minutes free in between hurling boomerangs at kangaroos and rooting for witchetty grubs.

"give 'em an inch and soon they expect twelve"

Indeed we do, indeed we do ... we say what, how, where, when and more importantly, size of didgeridoo :-)

I didn't think it was about the size of your didgeridoo but how well you can play it?

As the actress said to Rolf Harris ....

I always admire women who don't shirk from specifics 👍

Lilith: A cave? Now you're talking. I sometimes think we would all be happier sexually if we could return to the days (and level of civilization) when there was "nothing else to do" :-)

SG14: Well nice to know that life still holds a few pleasant surprises. In fact during Dixon's "lost years" when he was in the sexual wilderness (i.e. 30s), he had no points of reference and out of modesty naturally assumed that he was a minnow in the great scheme of things. Later, however, thanks to the wonders of the internet, the scales fell from his eyes (or rather "eye" if you want to be accurate) :-)

Wilf: Was going to suggest the Trip to Jerusalem in Nottie, where the cave *is* the pub :-) Also has some nice primitive pub games involving horns on strings instead of slotty flashing things that make stupid noises.

Yes indeed Wilf. R. Hood used to drink his mead there.

I seem to attract asterisks like flies round a dustbin. (I also seem to make electrical appliances and watches go haywire, and if there's a loony on the bus you can guarantee he'll sit next to me.)

Joe, let me be clear when I say, "it's always about the size of the didgeridoo".

Is there an average sized didgeridoo Luv2?

*runs off to remove the word "medium"!!!!* img src="imagesadultemoticons017.gif"

Thanks StarG ........ or not! Maybe I should be "Less Than Average Joe" with those dimensions you've quoted!!! img src="imagesadultemoticons017.gif"

Wilf, "Also, given your name, how best to blow it."


Relax. Get your mouth wet, your lips loose and your breathing easy.
Hold the didgeridoo comfortably and steadily in front of you. Apparently, the more adventurous players like to hold them with their feet.
Choose your playing style. You can play with it directly in front of your mouth, or off to the side of your lips. Each way has its own benefits and one may be more comfortable to you than the other. Finally ... just blow

Joe, "Is there an average sized didgeridoo Luv2?"

Erm ... how long is a piece of string? oops, wrong blog.