I wad walk five hundrud miles....
An' I wad walk five hun drud more......
I think she once said she had been a stripper.
I like strippers.
It's a bit mystical really.
A lady must have great pride in her body to be a stripper and I like that.
To have such a pride in the face of the ineluctable facts of a scientific appraisal about her body speaks volumes. I love the scene in Apocalypse Now where a show girl starts the riot. I rate that the greatest scene I have ever seen in a movie and the money spent on making it shows that the director took great pride in it.
It's basic reason I fight the fight on the ID threads. I don't fancy a scientific world because of the damage it will do, and is doing now, to that pride. You can dredge Flaubert and Stendhal and many others from end to end and biological considerations make no appearance.
I wouldn't watch a dissection at school because it took away the magic of the animal's exterior.
And she can write okay when she has a mind.
And she has big tits.
She is a good cook.
And is pale pink like Barbara Cartland.
That went fine right up to Barbara Cartland.
Funny you should say that about strippers being proud. The best strippers have a mystical, detatched self awareness and certainly a pride in their appearance and their performance. Maybe they despise the mug punters, maybe they don't care, but they know the impact of what they do. It's an art form.
Anything else has **** all to do with art.
Every woman I know, crazy 'bout an automobile
And here I am, standing
In nothing but my rubber heels
As I was motivatin'
Back in town
I saw a Cadillac sign
Sayin' "No Money Down"
So I eased on my brakes
And I pulled in the drive
Gunned my motor twice
Then I walked inside
Dealer came to me
Said "Trade in you Ford
And I'll put you in a car
That'll eat up the road
Just tell me what you want
And then sign on that line
And I'll have it brought down to you
In a hour's time"
I'm gonna get me a car
And I'll be headed on down the road
Then I won't have to worry
About that broken - down, ragged Ford
"Well Mister I want a yellow convertible
Four - door de Ville
With a Continental spare
And a wide chrome wheel
I want power steering
And power brakes
I want a powerful motor
With a jet off - take
I want air condition
I want automatic heat
And I want a full Murphy bed
In my back seat
I want short - wave radio
I want TV and a phone
You know I gotta talk to my baby
When I'm ridin' alone"
Yes I'm gonna get that car
And I'm gonna head on down the road
Yeah, then I won't have to worry
About that broken - down, ragged Ford
"I want four carburetors
And two straight exhausts
I'm burnin' aviation fuel
No matter what that cost
I want railroad air horns
And a military spot
And I want a five - year guarantee
On everything I got
I want ten - dollar deductible
I want twenty dollar notes
I want thirty thousand liability"
That's all she wrote
I got me a car
And I'm headed on down the road
No money down
I don't have to worry
About that broken - down, ragged Ford
Song For Smorgs (cos she is feeling poorly)
I can wash out 44 pairs of socks and have 'em hangin out on the line
I can starch & iron 2 dozens shirts 'fore you can count from 1 to 9
I can scoop up a great big dipper full of lard from the drippins can
Throw it in the skillet, go out & do my shopping, be back before it melts in the pan
'Cause I'm a woman! W-O-M-A-N, I'll say it again
I can rub & scrub this old house til it's shinin like a dime
Feed the baby, grease the car, & powder my face at the same time
Get all dressed up, go out and swing til 4 a.m. and then
Lay down at 5, jump up at 6, and start all over again
'Cause I'm a woman! W-O-M-A-N, I'll say it again
If you come to me sickly you know I'm gonna make you well
If you come to me all hexed up you know I'm gonna break the spell
If you come to me hungry you know I'm gonna fill you full of grits
If it's lovin you're likin, I'll kiss you and give you the shiverin' fits
'Cause I'm a woman! W-O-M-A-N, I'll say it again
I can stretch a green black dollar bill from here to kindom come!
I can play the numbers pay the bills and still end up with some!
I got a twenty-dollar gold piece says there ain't nothing I can't do
I can make a dress out of a feed bag and I can make a man out of you
'Cause I'm a woman! W-O-M-A-N, I'll say it again
'Cause I'm a woman! W-O-M-A-N, and that's all.
Dammit Smorgs, you took a post out, and it was perfectly fine.
Still, V van Gough cut his ear off. Self-criticism can go too far.
Good morning, Britain!. Blooming parky hereabouts today.
Evening all. Just back from St Columb. this news item is a bit out of date but they were doing something similar yesterday
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/cornwall/3515949.stm
Lots of wildlife, thrift in bloom, buzzards circling, and alpacas...greedy little pakers.
Hi Smorgshious...sorry you're not so well
, and about arsenal and liverpool
Is this the beginning of the end for cricket in Australia?
Our Sheilas have been done in by non other than the Poms.
England won the one-off Test by six wickets to retain the Ashes - only their third series win in Australia - and the victory must also be considered in the context of losing their head coach Mark Dobson, wicketkeeper Jane Smit and premier allrounder Jenny Gunn beforehand. "To fight with those eleven and stand nose-to-nose it's great to actually win the Test match," said Taylor. "To get in the right situation and actually close it down that feels really good. It was fairly nerve-wracking, the Aussies don't give you anything."
Go on gloat if you must.
http://content-www.cricinfo.com/ausvengwomen/content/story/337679.html
I'm not gloating. Our ladies more butch than your's. That's no good at all.
Evenin' codgers!
(and stevie4100 xxx)
Why is Preston North End called Preston North End and not Preston football club?
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smorgs wrote:Evenin' codgers!
(and stevie4100 xxx)
Why is Preston North End called Preston North End and not Preston football club?
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See if Wikip knows, why are Accrington NORI bricks so called?
(yes, I was thinking about Accrington Stanley F C)
