Where's the blasted crock of gold, folx?

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"I must say the whole of Oxford has become most peculiar suddenly. Last night it was pullulating with women. You're to come away at once, out of danger. I've got a motor-car and a basket of strawberries and a bottle of Chateau Peyraguey -- which isn't a wine you've ever tasted, so don't pretend. It's heaven with strawberries."

Actually, I've been to a few place positively (and negatively) pullulating with women and it's usually rather fun. Discuss.

― Michael White (Hereward), Tuesday, 11 January 2005 23:54 (twenty years ago)

HUZZAHH!

I thought this forum was dead!

I was begining to feel like Atlas, holding AAD upon my shoulders and I was about to shrug.

Bless you, Sir Michael. I know nothing of women or wine or strawberries, so I shan't be able to contribute to this thread.

Knowest thou anything of dragons?

Be it so that this thread be of women and wine and strawberries, I will listen and learn.

― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Wednesday, 12 January 2005 01:40 (twenty years ago)

The Forum is Dead! Long Live the Forum! Do I know anything about dragons?

12:7 And there was war in heaven: Michael and his angels fought against the dragon; and the dragon fought and his angels,

12:8 And prevailed not; neither was their place found any more in heaven.

12:9 And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him.

http://www.texaschapbookpress.com/magellanslog6/durermichaeldragonsmall.jpg

http://landru.i-link-2.net/shnyves/smraphael.George.dragon.jpeg

So, naturally, I haven't the faintest notion about dragons though I did read 'The Hobbit' when I was seven, remember some song about a weed smoking dragon from when I was young, and felt the most unnatural stirrings for the dragon in 'Shreck'.

― Michael White (Hereward), Wednesday, 12 January 2005 17:18 (twenty years ago)

Any body think you could still find strawberries for 7 Francs a kilo, or the equivalent thereof?

― Michael White (Hereward), Wednesday, 12 January 2005 18:44 (twenty years ago)

Aimless?

Could you, would you help me here? This "Michael White" person is smarter than I am. Here he is...going on about dragons and such and I can't even find "strawberries" on Google.

And that's not all...

He is defaming our friend; Satan. Snooty bastard. I hope that when he dies, he will go to Heaven. If Heaven is as boring as I have heard it is, well, that's just what he deserves. While he and his ilk are condemned to an eternity of white light and perfect peace, you and I will be drinking beer with Hitler in Hell. Oh, sure, the beer will be warm but I don't care. I'm German.

― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Thursday, 13 January 2005 20:13 (twenty years ago)

AS Mark Twain or J.M Barrie put it, "Heaven for climate; Hell for company."

I don't think I'm on their list since I cancelled my subscription to God.

― Michael White (Hereward), Thursday, 13 January 2005 22:12 (twenty years ago)

Aimless?

Do you hear this man? He is on the verge of bringing Huck Finn and Tinkerbell into this sordid conversation!

He has no shame!

― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Friday, 14 January 2005 00:49 (twenty years ago)

I hear the man, Mr. Clown. And you are wrinkling the fine crease in my serge suit pants with your clammy deathgrip on my pant leg. Show some restraint, sir. Show some courage!

Tinkerbell has means and methods of self-defense of which you know nothing, apparently. As for Huck, he lit out to the territory a long time back and ain't no one seen hide nor hair of him since he turned up in the Yukon in 1902, trying to sell his sperm for drinking money and was hauled in on a drunk and disorderly charge.

― Aimless (Aimless), Friday, 14 January 2005 06:07 (twenty years ago)

Just 'cause your sperm is drinking money isn't a good reason to try to sell it.

― Michael White (Hereward), Friday, 14 January 2005 20:07 (twenty years ago)

I see what you did there.

― Aimless (Aimless), Friday, 14 January 2005 20:15 (twenty years ago)

Where? Where? Can you see me now?

― Michael White (Hereward), Friday, 14 January 2005 22:07 (twenty years ago)

You may be invisible, Michael, but we can still smell your pomade.

― Zen Clown (Zen Clown), Saturday, 15 January 2005 16:32 (twenty years ago)

I have started using marmalade. It's more fragrant.

― Michael White (Hereward), Tuesday, 18 January 2005 20:27 (twenty years ago)

Also, after buttering my toast at breakfast I just rub it around on my head. That way I don't have to put down the fire water to grab any confiture from the fridge.

― Michael White (Hereward), Tuesday, 18 January 2005 22:31 (twenty years ago)

one month passes...

You can imagine my discomfiture the other morning at finding this confiture scheme as attracted the attention of the apian population in my area.

― Michael White (Hereward), Tuesday, 8 March 2005 18:51 (twenty years ago)

Somewhat less awkward than attracting the ape population, though.

― Matt (Matt), Wednesday, 9 March 2005 14:26 (twenty years ago)

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