blackhawkrush, on 21 April 2019 - 02:44 PM, said:
IbanezJem, on 21 April 2019 - 10:32 AM, said:
blackhawkrush, on 21 April 2019 - 08:53 AM, said:
Citizen of the World, on 20 April 2019 - 09:58 PM, said:
IbanezJem, on 19 April 2019 - 06:23 AM, said:
blackhawkrush, on 18 April 2019 - 09:15 PM, said:
Citizen of the World, on 18 April 2019 - 02:08 PM, said:
IbanezJem, on 18 April 2019 - 01:00 PM, said:
blackhawkrush, on 18 April 2019 - 10:49 AM, said:
Citizen of the World, on 17 April 2019 - 02:45 PM, said:
IbanezJem, on 17 April 2019 - 02:17 PM, said:
Citizen of the World, on 17 April 2019 - 10:45 AM, said:
IbanezJem, on 17 April 2019 - 10:03 AM, said:
blackhawkrush, on 16 April 2019 - 07:13 PM, said:
IbanezJem, on 16 April 2019 - 02:05 PM, said:
Citizen of the World, on 16 April 2019 - 09:17 AM, said:
Why is it that these new lurex dancing tights go baggy at the knees after only a couple of evenings' fun. Bring back the old canvas ones I say.
Muddy knees have got me all aquiver.
Muddy knees have got me all aglow.
Muddy knees have sent me for a paper
To a newsagents near here I know.
This is a lingerie shop, sir Ibanez. We've got corsets, stockings, suspender belts, tights, bras, slips, petticoats, knickers, socks and garters.
Good evening. I'd like to talk to you tonight about the place of the nude in my bed...um...in the history of my bed...of art, I'm sorry. The place of the nude in the history of tart...call-girl...I'm sorry I'll start again...Bum...oh, what a giveaway. The place of the nude in art... Oh, hello there father, er, confessor, professor, your honour, your grace ...
Fine, fine, fine, thank you. Fine, thank you. No more sherry for me don't you know. Warner House beat Badger House for the Second Cuppa, remarkable. We had to put most of the second form to sleep. No padre. Bad business. They were beginning to play with themselves.
Oh citizen, are you going to do anything or are you just going to show me films all evening?
Well ... let's just ... take a ... look at this new film...clip.
I SEE THAT YOU HAVE A CABBAGE.
IT CERTAINLY IS A LOVELY DAY ALL RIGHT.
Yes, they've done wonders with it. You know this used to be one of the most swampy disease infested areas of the whole jungle, and they've turned it into this smashing little restaurant.
Oh, er by the way - got a bit of a dirty fork, could you ... er.. get me another one?
Oh, we don't half talk posh Citizen, don't we? I suppose you say " ehnvelope" and "larngerie" and "sarndwiches on the settee."
'Oh, oh, no more buttered scones for me, mater. I'm off to play the grand piano'. 'Pardon me while I fly my aeroplane.' Now get on the table!
No... you don't go as far as the table. You go into the room, right?... on your right is the door to the orangery, straight ahead of you is the door to the library, and to your left is the sideboard.
Ibanez arrives in the entrance hall here, and is carried along the corridor on a conveyer belt in extreme comfort and past murals depicting Mediterranean scenes, towards the rotating knives.
With well practiced skill, blackhawkrush skins the mosquito. The wings of a fully grown male mosquito can in fact fetch anything up to point eight of a penny on the open market. The long day is over and it's back to base camp for a night's rest. Here, surrounded by their trophies, Citizen and blackhawkrush prepare for a much tougher ordeal - a moth hunt.
Yes, once again American and Canadian defense proves its effectiveness against international mothism.
Better than staying at home, isn't this, sir? Eh? I mean, at home, if you kill someone, they arrest you. Here, they give you a gun and show you what to do, sir.