I once fell in with some evil companions and had the time of my life.
SealPoet -please advise - How can you tell which ones are the loonies? I'm a bit concerned about them, too. I wouldn't want to mix with any loonies, eh?
Moonies - now that is a horse of a different feather.
It's easy!
If their nationality ends in stralian it's a sure way to tell.
Craven has, at last, uinted the Australians on this site against him.
And we fight above our weight.
Sinister look.
I was just trying to get you people united! I had no intention of fighting! But you'd have to admit that you be a wee bit insane to want to fight with me all the time Deb.
I am a man of peace, I have never sought quarrel with you, yet you like to vex me. :-)
Craven speaks sooth. He is a man of peace. He likes to take a peace of this, a peace of that...
<sorry, Craven. Couldn't resist that>
Sooth or smooth? Forsooth? Houndstooth?
Ok so it was a fiblet. I love fighting with deb! She turns bright red and starts shaking ;-)
-- Sins of, Exaggerated
Prince Henry,
So please your majesty, I would,
I could quit all offences with a clear excuse,
as well as, I am doubtless I can purge
Myself of many I am charg’d withal.
Yet such extenuation let me beg,
As in reproof of many tales devis’d –
Which oft the ear of greatness needs a must hear, --
By smiling pick-thanks and base newmonger,
I may, for some thing tru, wherein my youth
Hath faulty wander’s irregular,
Findpardon on my true submission.
H IV, Part 1, Act III, Scene 2
Just in case Raven Craven
If anyone tries this, or anything else, (like that crappy "quality of mercy" speech) on a bunch of uinted Australians, then they are going to be very, very surprised at the lack of reaction.
I might be moved, or even Wilso or Msolga, but by gum that Margo isn't known as Ming the Merciless for nothing!
man of pieces, did'ja all say......?
What's all the ruckus, eh?
Doughnuts gone yet?
Isn't Deb soooo cute when she gets worked up? Look how red and rosy her cheeks are!
I'd have to bribe Margo Deb, she has claws. But youse is just a fluffy wabbit.
a wascallwy wabbit . . .
bye
Doughnuts?
Where?
I is so tired, yet cannot sleep - a good sugar hit should just about send me through the ceiling!
What is all this about them selling doughnut centres? The centre of a doughnut is a nothingness, right? OK, it is defined by the doughnuttiness around it - but still it is nothing.
I soooo cannot understand some countries.......
Oh smeglets! (That's little bits of smeg in case you was a wondering...) After being off-line for a few days this thread has gotten a bit ummm... confoozled? . Must go waaaayyyyyyy back and do some perusing...
d . . . at Tim Horton's (doughnut mecca of Canadia) they sell "Timbits", i.e., the center of the doughnut which is punched out before the doughnut is cooked, baked, whatever--that center (repeat after me: C-e-n-t-e-r), is then cooked, baked, whatever--and sold as a "Timbit." Tim Horton, BTW, was a very canny Canajun hockey player who took his considerable NHL earnings, and opened a chain of doughnut shops. Being Canajun, he had a natural sixth sense for finding a gold mine. Dave Thomas of Wendy's, before his unfortunate demise, bought out the Tim Horton's chain--now, in Canadia, you see Wendy's stores popping up wherever there is a Tim Horton's (i.e., just about ever commercial space in the country), and Tim Horton's stores are opening up all over A-mer-ee-kay. In the U.S., the same little confections are sold, and known as doughnut holes. The large American chain Dunkin' Doughnuts started the practice here.
(My boss went to school with Wendy Thomas, and says that when they were kids, they used to go over to her house to play in the rec room after school, because Dave was sure to show up with sodas and a plate of sandwiches. Dave and his wife were just like all the other parents to them, except for Dave's valued propensity for feeding children whether or not they needed it. And of course, there was Wendy's embarrassment--"Oh Dad, don't name it after ME !")
margo wrote:
Little balls of larded carbohydrates, fried in fat, and dusted in sugar or other sweeties, to make some sort of lethal cholersterolic weapon!
Ah, heaven . . . ain't it great ? ! ? ! ?
Setanta, "center.C-E-N-T-E-R".Why did you folks go and ruin "centre"?It has much more panache.
