Ago? I can't remember what even happened five minutes ago. Do you think it really matters if Elvis is a train driver in Bulgaria?
Bulgaria is a country I have never visited nor, indeed, had ever had the slightest inclination to. It sounds so vulgar and I'm a very refined person who is not entirely at home with vulgarity unless smorgs's knicker contents are under discussion.
Discussion! How on earth could one even anticipate a discussion with some clown who has never been through the garden gate in miserable existence?
Existence is merely a figment of your imagination. It is preferable, however, to extinction.
Extinction is part of the process of evolution. You didn't think your particular species had the right to remain in existence forever did you?
You can't help but laugh when a particularly banal thought comes to expression in the cavernous void of a pompous oaf's gobbling tackle. In some gatherings laughing out loud is not considered polite and sniggering and tittering have to suffice.
Suffice it may be if gutter sniping from a safe distance is the order of the day. I rather think first class public entertainment of pitching Christians against lions would be sure to fill the arenas, leaving the computers to rot with the Raleigh bicycles behind the greenhouses and garden sheds.
Sheds is a word one sometimes hear to describe vehicles which are almost past their sell-by-date. I prefer bangers.
Bangers and mash with lots of thick gravy. There is much to be said about the general skilful concoctions derived by an English butcher to get rid of his waste in a profitable manner.
Manner is a line of confectionery from the Austrian conglomerate, Josef Manner & Comp AG. The corporation, founded in 1890, produces a wide assortment of confectionery products.
Products often have punning names. With reference to the above postings, we have locally a delicious range of puddings called Manna from Devon.
Devon doesn't mean a great deal to people up north though. It's one of those lost and forgotten counties people drive to with caravans attached to their cars, perhaps the hotels and guest houses are awful.
Awful is sometimes just ordinarily awful and sometimes very awful or even exceedingly awful. An example of the last named type of awfulness is when someone does not understand what has been said but yet replies as if he did.
Did someone say this was a place of love and light and friendliness? Obviously not.
Not to be nit-picking but you can find it here, too. At least that's what I witnessed.
Have you been cautioned? Don't say anything that could be used against you later, it's very dangerous.
Witnessed a brawl in the park the other day between a gang of 11 year old girls and some of our rather polite foreign students. Made me ashamed to be British.
British, as British is not really here anymore, is it? Soon we will be flying the European Flag the Union Jack will be a figment of peoples imagination in years to come.
Come off it Mathos it can't be that bad. Where is your British pride?
'Pride goeth before a fall' was a proverb quoted on 'Snakes and Ladders' boards. Simple games for simpler times.
