smorgsie wrote-
Quote:...but you like us!
...and you keep coming back for more!
"Us" is a bit of a stretch.
There's promise in the odd one I'll admit. The rest are like wallpaper. A sort of backdrop. An arena.
Mathos my love. Movies are like pantomimes. There was no tramp. T'was an actoor. On wages. Like in Extras. When the director, who Burgess said had completely missed the point, said "Cut!!" he got up and went for a sausage roll in the butty bar with his £200 tucked into his back pocket. Did you think it was real. If I am the tramp who were you?
I was referring to MCP's in my rats and gnats simile. Ladies have long drawn out euphoria extravaganzas and female rats and gnats only get short sharp shocks or, if you like, as Julie Burchill once phrased it on Newsnight -"little local irritations".
Maybe you should try harder. "Knowing every move they make" does hinge for its meaning on the "knowing" bit. Who is it that knows.
It isn't me. I haven't a clue.
I need guidance. Like Bob Dylan said in What Can I Do For You?-
"I don't care how rough the road is,
Show me where it starts."
But he's a real tough guy. I'm a softee. A few bumps and ruts is all I can stand with only the occasional lurch into the ditch.
Have you seen him sing that Lenny Bruce winger on Youtube? It's on page 10 I think. It makes Mr Sinatra look like a ponce.