The no lerve, no-flirting, no sexual innuendo thread.

pwepostewous

Gwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.....

(Too early for anything more...well, anything....and I spent the night on the sofa with a sick cat, cos that is where SHE likes to sleep!)

Too bad i can't find a reliable link for the Ozzie Fudd classic . . .

Kill the Wabbit ! ! !

Rabbit Slayer, Ozzie Fudd

In The Dead Of Night
A Shimmewin' Wight
Gweem Of A Bwade
And Dah Devew Was Paid
When Dah Axe Comes Down
A Chiwin' Sound
Get's Dah Head
Anothaw Wabbit's Dead
I'm A Wabbit Swayer
A Guitaw Pwayaw
With A Nasty Habbit

Kill Dah Wabbit!!! (hah Hah Hah)
Ahhhaahooohhh
Be Vewy Vewy Qwiet!
I'm Wookin' Fo Wabbits...

I'm A Mean Mistweetah
A Wabbit Feastah
And I Pwedict
A Bwoody Eastaw
A Scuwowing Shadow
And Dah Shadow Was Dis Wabbit
And Dah Night Aiwah Echoes
Kill Dah Wabbit!!!
Kill Dah Wabbit!!!
Kill Dah Wabbit!!!
Kill Dah Wabbit!!!
Kill Dah Wabbit!!!
Kill Dah Wabbit!!!
Kill Dah Wabbit!!!
Kill Dah Wabbit!!!
Ohhhh...and Dayah Won't Be Any Mow Wabbits Awound
No Mow Wodgah Wabbit
No Mow Petah Wabbit
And No Mow Pwayboy Bunny Wabbits!
Ah Ha Ha Ha Ha
Be Vewy Vewy Cawhafo

oooh, that doggie is just sooooooooooo cute

<but don't tell him>

Dat's exactwy what I figgawed onwy wast week when I sicced ole Pugs on a wabbit outback what was eatin' my pwize dandiwions, "Dayah Won't Be Any Mow Wabbits Awound". Now I got no dandiwions, and onwy a whupped cat wif a bwack eye and wabbity tweadmarks aw ovaw his fat wazy wump.

<confession: oops i did it again. went to dali's tonight and had a braised rabbit for dinner. it is so damn good. best rioja ever. and the waiter to die for... sorry deb.>

Did the rabbit die for the waiter then ?? Me thinks this waiter is dangerous. Send him to me and I will sort him out.

Look - what's all this with damned rabbits and death then?

You people lapinthanatophiles or some such perversion?

I am shocked. Shocked.

As for you G, you will have to wait for that waiter - good things come with those who wait...

Or, is that, they also serve who only stand and wait? Why do they have to stand if they are waiting, anyway, as opposed to waitering - you generally have to stand - or walk - for that.

Please, please, Miss Wabbit . . .


. . . do you suggest that Mr. Milton ought to have butchered the meter of his poem with:

They also serve who only sit around in a comfy chair?

I'm not really sure where this thread is going, or what can/cannot be included, but for some reason I feel hungry whenever I read it through.
Maybe it is some form of subliminal message, but I keep thinking of the word "Civet".
To purge the urge, I will now post the recipe for Civet (dont ask me why).








CIVET.

2 x Young rabbits - (2 1/2 to 3 lbs ea) cut serving pieces
3/4 lb Salt pork
3 tbl Butter
3/4 lb Very small white onions
1/2 tbl Flour
3 cup Beef bouillon
3/4 cup Dry white wine
1 x Bay leaf
2 tsp Chopped parsley
2 tsp Minced thyme
Salt to taste

Instructions:
Instructions: Pour some boiling water on the salt pork and let stand for 5 minutes. Drain and dice. Fry out salt pork bits until golden, remove from pan. Add butter and saute onions, covered, until brown, about 15 minutes. Remove onions and keep hot. Fry rabbit pieces golden; remove and keep hot. Blend flour and bouillon, wine, herbs, and seasonings into pan. Add rabbit and simmer, covered, until tender, 1 1/2 to 2 hours. Serve with browned onions.

This recipe yields 6 to 8 servings.

And if it is served by a good looking waiter, even better

Bloody hell!!! Never let a Pom (or a Lord for that matter) advise you on matters culinary.


First CATCH YOUR FR1GGING RABBIT!!! It's the best part - many people just stop for a post-wabbital cigarette and write novels.......

HARRRUMPPPH !


I am an expert cook, I'll have you know. When the smoke alarm goes off, I know it's ready.

expert british cook is an oxymoron. Or maybe just a moron.

And you can stop winking at me as well. Unless you like older men, that is.

I think I'll start a british cookery thread.

Possibly the shortest thread in the history of A2K.

Probably so, there's only so much one can do with a Brussel sprout. However, it might be useful to learn how to eat peas properly off the back of a fork, at least in a public place.

ENOUGH WITH THE SMEGGING DEAD RABBITS, OK?


And just who did you think was winking at you, Elpus?

Debbickle - I eat peas with the front of my fork.

Why not? If he was any sort of poet he could have done something with it.




Heehee - Elpus wonders where the thread is going......poor tragic bastid.

It's a Digression thread, m'lud.