Isn't this just friggin' great. Now I see Mr. Stillwater back there waving his placard.
Oh thank you Gus! I needed that guffaw!
So sorry dlowan - it was nothing to do with you.
It was the imagery of the "other Aussies" that started me chortling uncontrollably.
As the Green Witch said when she caught you in the kiddies' videogame threads -
"Gus, get your walker and go back to your room!"
gustavratzenhofer wrote:Isn't this just friggin' great. Now I see Mr. Stillwater back there waving his placard.
Well -hello NEWMAN!!!
We have some unfinished business. No?
Here's Rackham's 'Alice", this is the one I remember the most...
Of course the right Rev Dodson (aka Lewis Carroll) took photographic images of the girl that would land him in a lot of trouble these days. A very odd man, even allowing for his sort of mingling of Hi-Church and mathematics......
Mr Stillwater wrote:Here's Rackham's 'Alice", this is the one I remember the most...
Of course the right Rev Dodson (aka Lewis Carroll) took photographic images of the girl that would land him in a lot of trouble these days. A very odd man, even allowing for his sort of mingling of Hi-Church and mathematics......
Shoulda kept his beak out of Alice.
Tenniel!!!! Tenniel rocks!
And what is so prominently shown in the upper left hand corner of that image???????? Is that a Wabbit I see before me???
.........
The fluffy cottontail toward my eye? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still in the upper left-hand corner of Tenniel.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible (HELLO!?!)
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A wabbit of the mind, a false cweation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain (gin-soaked)?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I dwaw - a bunny of sock with button eyes, a Marlboro eternally gwipped in it's evil, beady.....
Mr Stillwater wrote:And what is so prominently shown in the upper left hand corner of that image???????? Is that a Wabbit I see before me???
.........
The fluffy cottontail toward my eye? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still in the upper left-hand corner of Tenniel.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible (HELLO!?!)
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A wabbit of the mind, a false cweation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain (gin-soaked)?
I see thee yet, in form as palpable
As this which now I dwaw - a bunny of sock with button eyes, a Marlboro eternally gwipped in it's evil, beady.....
The possessive "its" does not have an apostrophe.
And it is not a cigarette.
g'night fluffster
I wish a pweasent dweam to you.
Quote:I had a bad interaction at work with a cow-worker (the worker IS a cow!). The next night I dreamt that I had a petty criminal paroled into my custody. For no apparent reason, two police officers tell me I have to look after him until his court date. He hangs around my house with a lot of equally disreputable sorts, but the two of us travel with two other men (older) and end up a reservoir. Actually at the spillway of a reservior - the water is rushing out and spraying us whilst the water in the dam is calm.
I await the pronouncements of the Wisest of Wabbits when she wemoves the weefer from her mouf.
Mr Stillwater wrote:Quote:I had a bad interaction at work with a cow-worker (the worker IS a cow!). The next night I dreamt that I had a petty criminal paroled into my custody. For no apparent reason, two police officers tell me I have to look after him until his court date. He hangs around my house with a lot of equally disreputable sorts, but the two of us travel with two other men (older) and end up a reservoir. Actually at the spillway of a reservior - the water is rushing out and spraying us whilst the water in the dam is calm.
I await the pronouncements of the Wisest of Wabbits when she wemoves the weefer from her mouf.
I ain't touching that one, no I am not.
I'd rather be thrown in the briar patch.
In regards to the dream, might you be thinking your job move wasn't exactly what you thought it would be?
dlowan wrote:......I had a bad interaction at work with a cow-worker (the worker IS a cow!). The next night I dreamt that I had a petty criminal paroled into my custody. For no apparent reason, two police officers tell me I have to look after him until his court date. He hangs around my house with a lot of equally disreputable sorts, but the two of us travel with two other men (older) and end up a reservoir. Actually at the spillway of a reservior - the water is rushing out and spraying us whilst the water in the dam is calm......
I believe that this signifies that you have a hidden desire to take part in a wet T Shirt competition, surrounded by ruffians.
Lord Ellpus wrote:dlowan wrote:......I had a bad interaction at work with a cow-worker (the worker IS a cow!). The next night I dreamt that I had a petty criminal paroled into my custody. For no apparent reason, two police officers tell me I have to look after him until his court date. He hangs around my house with a lot of equally disreputable sorts, but the two of us travel with two other men (older) and end up a reservoir. Actually at the spillway of a reservior - the water is rushing out and spraying us whilst the water in the dam is calm......
I believe that this signifies that you have a hidden desire to take part in a wet T Shirt competition, surrounded by ruffians.
Taht was Mr Stillwater's dream, not mine.
Does this make a difference to your interpretation?
Knowing you Aussies....nope.
Lord Ellpus wrote:Knowing you Aussies....nope.
In exactly what sense do you claim to "know" us?
BTW....do you recall the writings of "Tailgunner Parkington"?
dlowan wrote:Lord Ellpus wrote:Knowing you Aussies....nope.
In exactly what sense do you claim to "know" us?
BTW....do you recall the writings of "Tailgunner Parkington"?
Well, in the carnival sense on one occasion. ('twas in the bushes, behind the candy floss stall). On a more general theme, it is widely recognised around the world that the average Australian male would attempt to get up a wallaby if it stopped hopping long enough. Provided there's no footie game on TV, of course.
Regarding Tailgunner Parkington, wasn't he the chappie who wrote that article regarding excitability in uterine smooth muscle?
