ehBeth wrote:Je ne cherche pas UN garçon. Je cherche plusieurs de garçons sans pantalons. Ca c'est la vie en rose
Comment? est-ce si difficile d'en trouver à Tarrana?
Sinon, viens à Paris!
oh i see how disappointing
Francis no I'm not bitter
Mor like Appellation Cotes du Rhone Controlee
(Sainsburys 13.5%)
(apologies for lack of accents, my computer does not type french)
Tryagain wrote:
It is a sort of stadium, where they play a sort of baseball, cept there is a fence between the pitcher and catcher (wicket keeper) and instead of runnin round they just run up and down. Then the pitcher gets tired after 6 throws and they go down the other end and someone else gets to pitch. It is in a garden of one of your relatives called Lords. The rules, if there are any are a well kept secret and I cant take much more of this
....and that is why they serve good beer all day. The johnny foreigners dont understand what's going on, so they can get blind drunk instead.
The rules of cricket are quite simple really :-
You have two sides: One out in the field and one in.
Each man that's in the side that's in goes out and when he's out he comes in and the next man goes in until he's out.
When they are all out the side that's out comes in and the side that's been in goes out and tries to get those coming in out.
Sometimes you get men still in and not out.
When both sides have been in and out including the not outs,
That's the end of the game.
beautifully explained my lordship
Francis come back
There is no need to flee to Paris (runners up for 2012)
ehBeth wrote:Francis wrote:Ce ne sont que des amuse-gueules!
Je n'ai pas encore vu un vrai basher...
Mais j'ai vu une lady qui cherchait un garçon sans pantalon...
Je ne cherche pas UN garçon. Je cherche plusieurs de garçons sans pantalons. Ca c'est la vie en rose
Oh la la! Madamoiselle ehbeth..........je suis un garcon sans pantalon et bien monte, comme un Cheval!
Mon nom est Shergar....enchante
Ah oui Shergar
mange tout pour les chats
What! and where is Albuquerque?
I have no idea dys
thought it was you who lived there
Walter if London is 5/1 then place £100 for me please
dyslexia wrote:What! and where is Albuquerque?
Quote from Reuters, dated 1st April 2005.
"Albuquerque enters bidding race for 2020 Olympics."
"Today, Albuquerque has placed its bid for the 2020 Olympic games. Mayor Theodore J. Wildbeast promised that electricity would be up and running in more than 40% of the region by then, and that a proper flush toilet will be installed near the town square, for the convenience of any pesky foreigners that may drop by, although he advises that they bring their own paper.
The "big D" Ranch will be converted to the athletics track, and the swimming events will take place down at the "hole", once the crawdads have all been removed."
Steve (as 41oo) wrote:
Walter if London is 5/1 then place £100 for me please
Freephone for William Hill is 0800 587 3923
Well, that I understand 'ellpus:
You get a line and I'll get a pole, Honey,
You get a line and I'll get a pole, Babe.
You get a line and I'll get a pole,
We'll go fishin' in the crawdad hole,
Honey, Baby mine.
Sittin' on the bank 'til my feet get cold, Honey,
Sittin' on the bank 'til my feet get cold, Babe,
Sittin' on the bank 'til my feet get cold,
Lookin' down that crawdad hole,
Honey, Baby mine.
Yonder comes a man with a sack on his back, Honey,
Yonder comes a man with a sack on his back, Babe,
Yonder comes a man with a sack on his back,
Packin' all the crawdads he can pack,
Honey, Baby mine.
The man fell down and he broke that sack, Honey,
The man fell down and he broke that sack, Babe,
The man fell down and he broke that sack,
See those crawdads backing back,
Honey, Baby mine.
I heard the duck say to the drake, Honey,
I heard the duck say to the d b6e rake, Babe,
I heard the duck say to the drake,
There ain't no crawdads in this lake,
Honey, Baby mine.
phoned william hill and mentioned your name
they would not take your money, honey
nice song letty
Edit ehbeth delete add letty
Francis, j'taime. This French bashing has got me wondering when you can come to Albuquerque.
Lord Ellpus is correct that indoor plumbing and electricity are widespread now that we are runners-up for the Olympics. By 2020 it might include private homes. We will throw in rattle snakes and scorpions just for your enjoyment, as long as you bring plenty of wine, cheese, perfume and a taste for hot peppers.
By then we might have developed an import/export business: Hatch chilis for garlic; wine for peyote; cheese for rattle snake meat; perfume for pissants. By god, this is looking good! Just don't even think about horse meat.
Diane, I love you too. I'll come to Albuquerque when Dys decide to make some serious, consistent bashing...
Francis is there any female on a2k or elsewhere that you do not love?
(ps honest answer not necessary)
Yes, but I'll not tell...
ah the French magic
all the girls fall for it
Francis wrote:Yes, but I'll not tell...
Okay, than write it. :wink:
