do they bother you at night, hiama - these mistakes?
Goodness, I hope not!
Pillow talk AND farts - both have a place in life...
My, how you folk play when I am asleep!
Your dreams keep us awake. What else are we to do?
We've been playing hard today. Yes we have. Glad to see you emerge, Deb. There's plenty of time left in this day.
Hee hee - 'tis ANZAC day here - and hence a public holiday.
It is our Memorial Day - but, in true Australian naturally ironic style, it celebrates a bloody and terrible defeat - the Gallipoli Campaign against the Turks in WW I - one of Churchill's less glorious little ideas.
I LIKE that in a veterans' day, that it celebrates a nightmare - I mean overtly. They all do, don't they - but not so clearly.
The young people are getting more and more involved in ANZAC day - 'tis an interesting phenomenon, to see them treasuring history and courage and sacrifice.
Sozobe, it's from Guys and Dolls:
My Time of Day
My time of day is the dark time
A couple of deals before dawn
When the street belongs to the cop
And the janitor with the mop
And the grocery clerks are all gone.
When the smell of the rainwashed pavement
Comes up clean, and fresh, and cold
And the streetlamp light
Fills the gutter with gold
That's my time of day
My time of day
And you're the only doll I've ever wanted to share it with me.
Nobody ain't sharing my mop with me!!!
double negative - hand it over!!!
heehee
It's my time of day as well. Hate to go to bed. I'd stay up all night and sleep all day if I could. But alas, I have to be at work at 7:30. This results in very few hours of sleep many nights. I walk around falling asleep. Looking dizzy. No wonder everyone thinks I'm a dingbat.
Ah, yes - I am the same - the horror of the night owl forced to wake at sparrow's fart.
Quite literary and rounded by that remark, the Northern Hemisphere's days contribution, don't you think? It begins and ends with farts.
Next, we shall be observing the Unities in a most classical manner!
yes, and pillow talk with someone we love
Dear Aunty lowan,
Why this sudden obsession with farts ????
Gautam,
What with raspberries and farting, its a wonder words manage to escape from the wabbits wise and sage orifice- n'est-ce pas ?
I didn't begin it! It was Patio and Lola! Look back to the Alpine poof!
Dear Aunty lowan,
Is lighting the match a bigger crime than adding fuel to the fire ??
<TEE HEE>
Cockney rhyming slang: Raspberry tart = fart
Strange to think that so many euphemisms arise that way:
Berk (from Berkeley Hunt, I won't translate!)
Cobblers (from Cobblers' Awls = Balls)
KP and how did "cock"ney come abt ? <TEE HEE>
Mine doesn't have a knee!
