Look at that - a reconstituted dead Anastasia.....
(Assuming Dags understands the reference there?)
To the barricades!!!
Liberte, Egalite, Sororite!
Great freestylin', Letty ;-)
And hassenpfeffer for all.
Sorry to "rot your crutch," Deb, but I'm still the Queen. Letty crowned me herself. (Thanks, m'dear!)
So has timber appointed himself Royal Chef? I do hope he doesn't use any rabbits with rotten, bloody crutches in my hassenpfeffer. I just hate that.
And sorry to you too, Eva. Jester is taken all right, and it's really Noddy. That avatar is the fool from the tarot.
Eva wrote:Sorry to "rot your crutch," Deb, but I'm still the Queen. Letty crowned me herself. (Thanks, m'dear!)
So has timber appointed himself Royal Chef? I do hope he doesn't use any rabbits with rotten, bloody crutches in my hassenpfeffer. I just hate that.
Lol - much as I adore letty, I find her claim to be able to bestow such titles upon folk questionable - pray, what is her mandate?
You DARE to disparage the name of Our Dear Letty?! You be one tough bunny, I'll say that.
(Note to Timber: Too tough for the hassenpfeffer, I think. Someone could break a tooth on that one.)
My court shall have many jesters, Roger, but few fools. Noddy is simply masquerading. We know better.
I think it is time to arrange a royal hunt with the bunny as the target.
<off to look for his royal shotgun>
By the way, dlowan, I'm curious who wrote that poem. Google didn't know.
dlowan wrote:Oy - when did all this gotverdumpften royalist and theocratic crap begin?
We'll have no bloody queens nor kings
Nor bloody tzars and such
Anachronistic bloody things
They rot my bloody crutch.
Nor bloody godlings on a shell
Nor priests and suchlike trash,
For them we've tolled the passing bell
Left them their teeth to gnash...
God save the queen,
and god save the prince,
God save the Tzar,
and every ruler since.
God save us from wabbits,
and from the aussies,
God save us from women,
who go all bossy.
Aussie is pronounced Ozzie.
Bah humbug.
lol
Thomas wrote:By the way, dlowan, I'm curious who wrote that poem. Google didn't know.
The poem in my post?
I did!
Given Craven's skill with the search engine optimization stuff, Google may know now too.
dlowan wrote:I'm flattered!
Bunnies should be flattened, not flattered
...buncha durn furriners, goldurn place is going up the spout. I hereby nominate myself as supreme potentate -- er, President -- of A2K. My platform will be one of xenophobia, homophobia, beetophobia, and arachnophobia. Oh, and tristedodecaphobia. Oh, and -- well, screw it. If any good Amurrican is afraid of it, well, we're afraid of it, too. Damn straight.
daggum right, you are! and too pulpy!
sozobe wrote:Beets are just tooo red.
Yes - and, not only, but also
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
