LOL! Nemmind. Er - but HE asked.
We are a strange species, and there is no getting to the bottom of us.....sigh, I went shopping, but still have a major birthday present, and many other gifte still to get...where shall I find inspiration?
in the sermons of Henry Blake
But, what on earth does that symbol-agglomeration represent?
Really!? Not that I think the concept completely impossible, but the visual representation yet confuses. Take the first vertical triad (please)...to my eye, it looks like VI Lenin with hair a la punk and he's singing a seasonal carol. But why is he spitting sideways? And is that me he's spitting at? This is worse than 'puncture'.
O = shocked mouth
\l/ /l\ = whiskers
- = bifurcated Bunny lip
< = nose
B = 2 shocked Bunny eyes
= = stunned Bunny ears.
get with the program!
I didn't even know there WAS a program. Apparently, I'm de-looped. Is there no pictogram for a punk Vladimir Illich singing carols? That seems an ommission.
the banjo bunny, if strumming too agressively, could, theoretically, break a string which might, possibly, cause a puncture anywhere stem to stern.
where's g when we need him?
The nut thingies are, indeed, the bane of my life when it comes to the changing of the tyre.
I used to ask them to hand-tighten, not use those damned machines, when I bought new tyres, or had them aligned etc., but they always nodded and never did it.
I have learned that jumping on the little short thingy they give you with the car, rather than using the nice thingy with the four bits that I bought myself (wheel brace?) generally does the job. Occasionally I am stymied, though - and my only amusement, while waiting for the RAA (as it is here) is the rather odd one of watching the fellas who insist, despite my telling them that, if me jumping won't shift the nuts, they won't either, on giving it a go. So far, poor fellas, I have been proven right. Honestly, I feel so bad for them - but they see it as a challenge to which they are, moth-like, irresistibly drawn. 'Tis an awful sight...
dlowan wrote:LOL! Nemmind. Er - but HE asked.
We are a strange species, and there is no getting to the bottom of us.....sigh, I went shopping, but still have a major birthday present, and many other gifte still to get...where shall I find inspiration?
Hmmmmm ... Very mysterious! AND interesting! I feel we haven't heard the last of HIM.
Inspiration for shopping? I always head to a good book shop when all else fails. Is that any help, dlowan?
How is your application going, my dear? Is it driving you crazy?
The good news is that I'm finished all my reports (tho my head feels quite odd.
) so I can go out of the house!
Hey, wonder what's out there?!
P.s. You & blatham are very funny!
Lol - we try - some would call us trying.
I believe we HAVE heard the last of him.
Application - eeeeeeeek....better get going.
Lug wrench, not wheel brace, for god sake. A lug wrench because the nuts are lug nuts. A four-spoke lug wrench is the tool of choice, sure enough, so good purchase there. If however, you can't get the lug nuts undone, not can any sturdy assistant, then the boys in the shop with their fancy shmancy hydraulic tools are dolts. Correct again.
If caught out all alone, with a flat, in some dangerous part of town, you ought to have a two-foot piece of pipe. You can use this to hit people, or smoke big hunks of hashish, or to place over one spoke, thus increasing leverage easily enough to undo any lug nut.
Good luck with the application, dlowan!
Pity to be stuck at a computer on such a ravishing day, though!
Bunny, what application? I don't come by often enough to be up on the latest news.
BTW, wouldn't tightening nuts be very painful for the nuts?
Job application, Dianne. sigh....
That wheel-brace thingy is not nearly so good for jumping on as the little effete looking thingy that comes with the car. I threw mine (the useless, flashy thingy) out with a previous car.
is it ravishing in Melbs, too, Msolga? You prolly have our yeasterday's weather.
