I almost fell out of my chair laughing at that. "Hip hip!"
AAAahahahahaaa! (rolls on floor kicking legs and screaming with laughter, then chokes on dust and dies)
U sure wake up early Bailey (or go to bed late)
I don't sleep a lot, so I'll wake up in the middle of the night, read, eat a sandwich, etc.
hello, i'm new to the board! Another Brit!
Hey, v v v. Your handle sounds more Latin than English.
Welcome.
vvv
Welcome - where do you live?
KP
Precisely where did you go?
What did you see?
What did you conquer?
Inquiring minds might want to know.
(The foregoing was a variation on a bad American cultural joke.)
Welcome to a2K from another Londoner vvv !!
Hiya, I'm from the midlands. The handle is latin because i've been contemplating gettin a tattoo and am leaning towards something in latin. I've been doin a bit of reserch and come up with a few cool words and sayings to consider.
So, sorry, haven't been anywhere interesting, seen anything interesting or conquered, well, anything!!
(waves pennant and cheers)
So, thanks for the warm (hot boiling burning) welcome! HELLOOOOO!
Welcome to both of you - I think I may have said hi to Bailey before, but also hi to veni vidi vici...
A warning to Bailey and veni vidi vici....
Keep to the highlands. Stay away from the moors.
Last night, I saw a terrible hound ...
and I saw a highwayman, riding over the purple moors.
That reminds me of this:
Cordoba.
Far off and solitary.
A black horse, a round moon,
there are olives in my pack.
Although I know the roads,
I will never get to Cordoba.
Across the plain, into the wind,
a black horse, a red moon.
Death is staring at me
from the towers of Cordoba.
Oh, how long is the road!
Oh, how brave is my horse!
Oh, see how death is waiting for me,
before I get to Cordoba!
Cordoba.
Far off and solitary.
Beautiful, drom. Who wrote it? What an odd turn this thread has taken. Yikes!
Appointment in Samarra
A merchant in Baghdad sent his servant to the market.
The servant returned, trembling and frightened. The
servant told the merchant, "I was jostled in the market,
turned around, and saw Death.
"Death made a threatening gesture, and I fled in terror.
May I please borrow your horse? I can leave Baghdad
and ride to Samarra, where Death will not find me."
The master lent his horse to the servant, who rode away,
to Samarra.
Later the merchant went to the market, and saw Death in
the crowd. "Why did you threaten my servant?" He asked.
Death replied,"I did not threaten your servant. It was
merely that I was surprised to see him here in Baghdad,
for I have an appointment with him tonight in Samarra."
Sorry, London.
cheers for the warnin Gust, i think! Hi Osso!
<chuckling over Letty's post>
Another warning, VVV, beware the words of Gus!
His is a strange and formiddable mind...
Well, fortune, I thought that Mr. Rubicon was a woman.
Now I'm wondering if Gus is. The horror of it all. Where's Bailey Stapleton, anyway?
