At the archery tournament, Robin Hood almost got shot.
But had an arrow escape.
Making you groan… any day of the week!
The Sunday Groan
Mister Bump
My "bump" was in 2016 when, aged 48, I suffered a stroke. This blog charts my recovery. (Header clipart licensed by pngguru.com.)
Mister Bump 
Whew! What ever was I gonna tell my nieces when they tripped-in from Sunny School? What? No Bumper-stye pun-smithery? “Oh, pooh! Can you give us one, Grumper?” I can’t. What? You want I should lie to those sweethearts?
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my limerick this morning will raise a smile! Or a groan. Guarantee it, sure as my name is Bill!
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(hee hee) Very good, Bump.
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Wait ’til you see tomorrow’s little gem!
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Can’t wait.
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😀😯😉
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oooh, that was so groan-worthy!
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I thought it was pretty good. I was quivering.
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Smarty I was going to ask if “he” was quivering… oh our minds, our minds.
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difficult to find? 🤣
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Sharp, that Robin Hood. Don’t think anyone could do it feather.
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no shortage of directions, with all those arrows
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lol Lost mine a long time ago, but that is just how it is… I think..
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Love the clever word play!
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Thanks, Jaya
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Double groan 😁
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Good one. Had me all aquiver.
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thx. People eem to like this rubbish!
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I dunno about ‘people’, but I for one certainly enjoy the occasional grin, especially lately when there is so little to grin about.
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Deplorable 🤪
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