Has your mojo left without you?

I think mine is lost in the couch with loose change, cracker crumbs and the remote.

I'm still working on it ! LOL

I walked into a branch of Tesco, in Baldock in the UK last year to be accosted by a rather attractive blonde lady in a bright red suit.

She flashed a sunburn-inducing smile at me and handed me a bunch of leaflets that had a brown wrapping band with the words "Get your Mojo back!" printed on it.

I wasn't aware that my Mojo had actually gone, I merely thought I had left it in the kitchen on the breakfast bar (next to the cornflakes). I was worried. Who WAS this woman who knew so much about me and my missing Mojo?

Worried, I looked at her lapel badge. "Virgin Holidays" it said. Now I was even more worried - I had fathered two children, surely I was not part of her target market?

Anyway, I read the accompanying leaflets. It was all about that Dick Branson (glad I remembered to capitalize there - probably). He just wanted to sell me an expensive holiday somewhere I did not want to go.

When I got home, Martin the Mojo was just where I had left him. What a relief!

Beware of attractive blondes claiming intimate knowledge of your Mojo.

Isn't Mojo the name of the chihuahua in the Transformer movies? No I never owned Mojo! LOL!

My mojo sometimes leaves me too soon. It's just a symptom of old age.

Thats my secret ingredient in every jar of shine. I give everyone mojo so they can dance sing pole dance have fun

Well, it does seem to be off and running. I'm in warm pursuit (I don't do hot pursuit anymore) but not making much progress. I'm hoping it will miss me and come home.

My dogma got ran over by my carma.