All wines are now 1 year older and therefore 1 year better.
Same for whisky and scotch.
The Olsen twins are closer to being legal and appearing in Playboy.
― еdë §téè£, Friday, 2 January 2004 15:18 (twenty-one years ago)
― hurley (hurley), Friday, 2 January 2004 16:51 (twenty-one years ago)
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Friday, 2 January 2004 17:15 (twenty-one years ago)
― C J (C J), Friday, 2 January 2004 18:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― hurley (hurley), Friday, 2 January 2004 18:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Friday, 2 January 2004 22:58 (twenty-one years ago)
― C J (C J), Saturday, 3 January 2004 22:15 (twenty-one years ago)
They don't call me "Cyclops" for no reason.
"Leaping" can be dangerous for normal people. Try it with no parallax.
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Sunday, 4 January 2004 02:09 (twenty-one years ago)
Matter of fact I could barely skip and very rarely was able to hop.
But since I started taking the "Little Paisley Pill" my lifestyle has improved greatly!
ASK YOUR DR. FOR THE LITTLE PAISLEY PILL!
Side affects include insomnia, narcolepsy, necrophelia, vomiting, explosive rectal discharge, loss of limbs, blindness, and coughing, are minor in less than 1% of users and completely debillitating in the other 99%.
― еdë §téè£, Sunday, 4 January 2004 23:26 (twenty-one years ago)
― C J (C J), Monday, 5 January 2004 18:20 (twenty-one years ago)
But then again while under the influence of "The Little Paisley Pill" all of the other voices in my head seem to drown out my voice. That and the fact that I am in no condition to try and figure out how to setup a microphone and a tape recorder to see err hear what I do sound like.
Sorry about shouting like that but it is part of my contract that I must shout at the top of my lungs whenever I first extoll the virtues of said pills.
Gotta go, my elephant needs a shave.
― еdë §téè£, Monday, 5 January 2004 22:11 (twenty-one years ago)
― Matt (Matt), Monday, 5 January 2004 22:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Monday, 5 January 2004 22:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― Aimless (Aimless), Monday, 11 September 2006 19:31 (eighteen years ago)
"When the cornrows seek scampi Eli coddles the hound dog."
He drank cough syrup all day long every day of the week.
― еdë §téè£ (еdë §téè£), Tuesday, 12 September 2006 02:19 (eighteen years ago)
― M. White (Miguelito), Tuesday, 12 September 2006 14:31 (eighteen years ago)
― Aimless (Aimless), Tuesday, 12 September 2006 14:51 (eighteen years ago)
It is getting closer and closer EVERY day.....
― еdë §téè£, Friday, 21 September 2007 01:57 (seventeen years ago)
As is the heat death of the universe. I am knitting a sweater in anticipation and I hope it will be done in time.
― Aimless, Friday, 21 September 2007 02:10 (seventeen years ago)
All that is required is a switch from chilled beverages to mulled wine to view the approaching heat death with equanimity.
― Matt, Friday, 21 September 2007 10:25 (seventeen years ago)
.... view the approaching heat death with equanimity.-- Matt
-- Matt
equanimity.... is that the fear of horses?
― еdë §téè£, Tuesday, 25 September 2007 02:04 (seventeen years ago)
neigh
― Matt, Tuesday, 25 September 2007 08:04 (seventeen years ago)
Horsefeathers!
― Michael White, Tuesday, 25 September 2007 17:27 (seventeen years ago)
This seems as reasonable a time as any to mention my screenplay set in the murky world of 24 Scouse House dance contests They do shoot horses though don't they though? As you were.
― Matt, Wednesday, 26 September 2007 23:02 (seventeen years ago)
I you are looking for someone to play the loud mouthed out of towner I am willing to relocate if the funding permits.
― еdë §téè£, Thursday, 27 September 2007 03:25 (seventeen years ago)
I don't know what a 24 Scouse House dance contest consists of but it sounds like a louche place to kop a feel.
― Michael White, Thursday, 27 September 2007 15:42 (seventeen years ago)
Scouse
kop
Your prose is athrong with cultural awareness and nonchalant intertextuality. Consider this young marmot impressed.
― Just got offed, Thursday, 27 September 2007 16:09 (seventeen years ago)
My great uncle was impressed once. He awoke to find himself on board a ship of the Grey Funnel Line (aka Royal Navy) outbound from Portsmouth. He stayed on because he loved the blouses.
― Aimless, Thursday, 27 September 2007 17:59 (seventeen years ago)
Jgo, my intertextuality was totally chalant when I wrote that! Why do you think they threatened me with a constant escort?
― Michael White, Thursday, 27 September 2007 18:52 (seventeen years ago)
Given that I reside but a lobbed scally's brick from the borders of merseyside it was more <i>verite</i> than anything else.
― Matt, Thursday, 27 September 2007 19:17 (seventeen years ago)
I'd take a constant escort over the constant tundra.
― El Tomboto, Thursday, 27 September 2007 19:21 (seventeen years ago)
<i>with a constant escort</i>, Tom, here refers to the famous football chant 'You'll never wall Cologne!'.
― Michael White, Thursday, 27 September 2007 20:17 (seventeen years ago)
http://www.channel4.com/4car/media/100-greatest/03-large/41-ford-escort.jpg
― Heave Ho, Thursday, 27 September 2007 20:21 (seventeen years ago)