Bill Greenwell caused quite a stir in the offices of the Literary Review when he included that little gem in an entry for the monthly poetry competition.
I bet you wouldn't believe I've been published in that..
Yeah but only in the small ads I bet :wink:
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spendius
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 05:46 am
I never advertise. It can attract all sorts of unsavoury characters to the vicinity of one's person.
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CalamityJane
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 08:34 am
Since there are so many Aussies and Brits in this thread I allow myself to post this:
While flying from Britain to Australia, the Brit was asked by a Sidney
custom agents: "Do you have a criminal record?"
The Brit was somewhat puzzled and replied: " I didn't know that this
is still a requirement."
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Mame
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 08:37 am
Very funny, CJ
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oldandknew
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 09:28 am
May I returb to rabbits ? well thank you.
During 1st few years following WW2, my grandfather in the depths of Somerset, would send via Great Western railway, 2 or at times 3 dead rabbits inn a box. Watch out for the ventilation holes & the buckshot in their heads.
In the 1960's we had very nice jugged hare in a German restaurnt on Charlotte Street, in the shadow of the post office tower, that is now built.
all very tasteful
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 09:29 am
CalamityJane wrote:
Since there are so many Aussies and Brits in this thread I allow myself to post this:
While flying from Britain to Australia, the Brit was asked by a Sidney
custom agents: "Do you have a criminal record?"
The Brit was somewhat puzzled and replied: " I didn't know that this
is still a requirement."
I understand from a friend of a friend who tried this that it did not gain friendship with the customs agents, though I'm not sure how "invasive" they were as a result...
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CalamityJane
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 09:44 am
They probably strip-searched him, Kitchenpete
oldandknew, hare is excellent indeed, unfortunately the Americans
don't eat it. When I first arrived at the US of A, I made hare for dinner,
and no one touched it.
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CalamityJane
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 09:46 am
Mame wrote:
Very funny, CJ
As the Germans say: "How goes it you, dear?"
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Mame
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 10:57 am
pm'd you...
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spendius
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 11:37 am
That "joke" is so old it is now in the museum of American letters and partially fossilised.
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CalamityJane
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 12:16 pm
Well, spendius, not everyone is as old as you (should we start calling
you Methuselah?) and knows every joke there is.
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Mame
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 12:30 pm
You want old, spendi - how about these oldies?
Take my wife. Please.
I just flew home from Britain. Boy, my arms are tired.
LMAO.
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Mathos
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 01:03 pm
That, after a hard days bloody graft was like walking into an episode of 'All our Yesterdays' or 'Last of The Summer Wine'
Chemicals rushing through my veins, but its Thursday night for christs-sake and your going nowhere.
I'm glad the lads are coming round for a game of snooker later.
You polish your zimmer frame up Spendi!
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patiodog
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 05:01 pm
Somehow I'm seeing the sequel to Withnail & I...
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spendius
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 05:15 pm
Mame wrote-
Quote:
I just flew home from Britain. Boy, my arms are tired.
There you are CJ. That's a modern joke.
I just flew home from Britain. Boy, my arms are tired. Those guys don't half take some wanking off.
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CalamityJane
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 05:58 pm
Oh yes, patiodog.
"Even a stopped clock tells the right time twice a day, and for once I'm inclined to believe Withnail is right. We are indeed drifting into the arena of the unwell."
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patiodog
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 06:14 pm
CJ knows it...... Ha!
We are mul-ti-mill-i-on-aires, and we would like...
Crap. Do they demand tea or ale or wine?
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CalamityJane
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Thu 21 Sep, 2006 06:48 pm
I must say, that represents a level of hypocrisy in you that I'd previously suspected, but not noticed due to your highly evasive skills.