Posts by andrew llewellyn
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That's a downside, surely?
That was from my point of view - also why I put "can" into italics, "can" don't mean "will".
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artisan sausage inna bun
I just want it made absolutely clear that no artisans were minced in the making of these sausages.
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BTW - it strikes me that the biggest difference between us (then) and them (now) and feel free to disagree with me, is the whole txting thing.
Teens are now in constant contact with each other, day & night, with all that entails - comfort, friendship, bullying & threats. The upside is that they can be in constant contact with their parents too.
I'm not sure if the pros outweigh the cons.
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by the time you're parenting teenagers you can no longer remember what it's like to be a teenager
I don't know about that, but I think you don't necessarily know any better how to deal with things.
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Would a farmers' market on Saturdays do?
The bacon sandwiches: A higher form of food. OMG. Go there for breakfast when you arrive, take another one with you for lunch when you leve.
Woo - that got my attention.
For real? Who knew? I was expecting fruit & veg & home made jam. Will have to go take a look at the local then. Soon.
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Nice -- then again, I regard Chapman Tripp as a pustular mass filled with over-paid blood-sucking parasites
Trots the old lawyer joke out once more:
Q: Why are researchers performing experiments on lawyers these days?
A: Because there are some things that rats just will not do.
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Perhaps in a few years we'll be reduced to 'Which Presidential Candidate would you like to watch doing your wife?"
Or your dog? (Say if it had lipstick on).
And on that note....
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Five! Five broad headings! Our chief weapon is surprise....
Gold.
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Apropos (how I hate that word) of absolutely nothing. This came to mind. The awesome Transfusion song, by Nervous Norvus
ZZZZZZOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM
Tooling down the highway doing 79
I'm a twin pipe papa and I'm feelin' fine
Hey man, dig that was that a red stop sign-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion, transfusion
I'm just a solid mess of contusions
Never never never gonna speed again
Slip the blood to me, Bud
I jump in my rod about a quarter to nine
I gotta make a date with that chick of mine
I cross the center line, man, you gotta make time-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion, transfusion
Oh man, I got the cotton pickin' convolutions
Never never never gonna speed again
Shoot the juice to me, Bruce
My foot's on the throttle and it's made of lead
But I'm a fast ridding daddy with a real cool head
I'ma gonna pass a truck on the hill ahead-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion, transfusion
My red corpsuckles (sic) are in mass confusion
Never never never gonna speed again
Pass the crimson to me, Jimson
I took a little drink and I'm feelin' right
I can fly right over everything everything in sight
There's a slow poking cat I'm gonna pass him on the right-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion, transfusion
I'm a real gone paleface and that's no illusion
I'ma never never never gonna speed again
Pass the claret to me, Barrett
A rollin' down the mountain on a rainy day
Oh, when you see me coming, better start to pray
I'ma cuttin' up the road and I'm the boss all the way-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion, transfusion
Oh, doc pardon me for this crazy intrusion
I'm never never never gonna speed again
Pump the fluid in me, Louie
I'm burning up the highway early this morn
I'm passing everybody, oh, nothing but corn
Man, outta my way, I don't drive with my horn-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion, transfusion
Oh, nurse, I'm gonna make a new resolution
I'm never never never gonna speed again
Put a gallon in me, Alan
Oh, barnyard drivers are found in two classes
Line crowding hogs and speeding jackasses
So remember to slow down today
Hey, daddy-o
Make that type O, huh
Atta-boy
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
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Wa there a tango demo after you left?