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MANICHAEAN
05-29-2010, 05:38 AM
What is the greatest sport on earth?

If the sports channels are anything to go by it's either: football, baseball, cricket, rugby or ice hockey.

I've decided to nominate kissing as the greatest sport on earth. Allow me to explain just a few of the reasons.

Kissing is versatile. There are many types of kisses to choose from and at least one for just about any occasion. There is the kissing empty air either side of the face type that does not interfere with the makeup. Hollywood dames seem to feel comfortable in this ritual & it is normally preceeded by a voluble "Daaaling". Other variations on the theme are: the peck on the cheek kiss, the lips kiss ( which constitutes a comprehensive sub division of its own), the tongue down the tonsils kiss, the kiss in the ear, the elegant kiss on the hand, the kiss of death, the Judas kiss, the butterfly kiss and the "Hey you! Kiss this!" If I've missed any then please let me know in a sealed addressed envelope care of Admin.

Kissing is adaptable to location & it really does not matter where you are. You can kiss in the street, in the boardroom, at a funeral, in the space shuttle, in the bath & even in Alberta in the summer season of the last two weeks of July.

Kissing is healthy for it is:
1. Non fattening. This is good news because dieters will now have something to keep their mouths busy while not eating.
2. Organic, low in sodium, preservative free & low in saturated fats.
3. Most kisses are not tested on animals, but then who am I to judge the boundaries of acceptable behaviour!

The only warnings that it might be pertinent to observe are:
1. The only recorded deaths involving kissing are by third parties; usually wives, husbands, spurned lovers & Sicilian fathers equipped with shotguns.
2. There are some countries and locations where it is culturally frowned upon to kiss in public e.g a Taliban disco or a beach in Dubai. But then again, if you find this restrictive, why not move to countries like France where it is compulsory.

hillwalker
05-29-2010, 09:27 AM
"Hey you! Kiss this!"

I think that is generally known as the 'Glasgow kiss' - a means of bidding a loved one (or indeed a perfect stranger) farewell when requesting they leave licensed premises, for instance.

x x x (purely inserted in keeping with the theme of this thread)

MANICHAEAN
05-29-2010, 10:16 AM
You are absolutely right Hillwalker. I'd forgotten that one. Delivered by the forehead to the bridge of the nose if I'm not mistaken! Beware of potential street fighters that get in too close!

Mind you those Glasgow pubs are in a class of their own. None of the Edingburgh style. If an inhabitant from Glasgow offers you a drink, its not an offer, its a command!

hillwalker
05-29-2010, 10:26 AM
"Ya talkin' taeme, Jimmae?"

That's the one. Anyway, I steer well clear of Glasgow pubs - the cabaret's a bit too rowdy for my taste. You need a black belt in karaoke to survive, believe me.

MANICHAEAN
05-29-2010, 10:42 AM
Hillwalker. It reminds me of the time my two brothers & myself once took my elderly mother to an Irish pub in Hammersmith as they had a band & we thought she would enjoy it.

A fight broke out, tables, bottles & chairs were flying & we ushered her out as if she were the President of the USA, attempting to shield her diminutive frame from the battling mayhem of Irish exuberance.

Once safely ensconsed in the car I apologised profusely, but she replied "Please don't be sorry. I have not had such a good night out since your father was alive!"

hillwalker
05-29-2010, 11:20 AM
What a star! And you spoiling her fun dragging her out before they got all maudlin' again and started buying free drinks all round.

A word of warning, wakes are worst of all (Scottish and Irish in my experience). They all gather to drink the health (!) of the dearly departed and end up re-enacting the family squabbles that broke out last time the clan got together.

MANICHAEAN
05-29-2010, 11:39 PM
Yep she was a star. She passed away last year aged 98 but leaves behind some great memories.

This may be inappropriate black humour but your observations on Celtic wakes stirred the memory of another family occasion. At my Irish father's funeral, his older sister took my arm in the procession to the grave. At one point she said "Are you sure, thats your father in the coffin?". I replied "Why do you ask that Auntie Mary?". She in turn responded in all seriousness "Sure, well your father was an awfully big man, and thats such a small coffin!"

Images of me shouting "STOP EVERYTHING" came into view!