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And in really important news, the cricket's going rather well!
Unless you live in Jamaica.
Get Parker to send Mr Onions a bottle of Bolly
Hang on! he's from Durham, make that a crate of Newkie.
Thought I'd point out that the good guys won today.
Huzzah! Who're the good guys? (almost forgot that apostrophe there . . .)
the good guys are the glorious glasgow rangers
A bottle of Buckie to Mr Davis, please Parker.
you lot do know that was originally a medicine right?
http://www.aboutscotland.co.uk/tour/criangla.html
at bottom of map
I think its amazing how Glaswegians have striven to support the small Devonshire religious comminity over the years. Its one of those heart warming stories that restores ones faith in Human nature.
Now here's a question I have been meaning to ask the chaps at the club for some time:
When did you last wear a tie, if ever?
The last time I wore one was at a wedding about 11 years ago.
Uncle Dennis' funeral.
How many ties do members have?
I have 5, which is the largest amount I've ever had in my life.
Seventh grade. It was a clip on.
I own 4 ties. Last wore one 2yrs ago
I have an interesting story about male psychology relating to ties.
and you lot slag us for discussing items of clothing!
I think a man cannot do up a tie (unless he ties up one every day) without thinking of his father, maybe remember standing in front of the mirror together with him ,learning whatever phrase helped remember how to do the knot. If you try to remember, you are remembering your father speaking. Or is it just me? :) If it isn't just me, the tie is between father and son.
tie's make me think of school....
My mother taught me to tie a tie - the father wasnt about
mm, maybe it's just me. :)
My big sister taught me, in the days when school boys and girls had to wear them.
My dad taught me how to milk a cow though.
I used to work with a guy of about forty who always wore well-cut suits and was very dapper except for the ridiculous ties that he wore that completely ruined his appearance. They were of the kind that had large Mikckey Mouse and Denis the Menace motifs; he also wore similar socks but they were not so obvious. The ties raised a few eyebrows and some ribald comment which he just laughed off. One of his favourites was a tie with a teddy bear pattern and for a joke I told him that the Teddy Bear was a secret symbol used by homosexuals to signal their sexuality to each other.
He never wore that tie again.
Ties are like a badge, old school tie and all that. Also they are the only way the business suited busines man can express any individuality.
How about this for our little club:
http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k7...lemick/tie.jpg
heh
My dad has well over 50 ties, but then he collects them. I only ever wore a tie once, I fainted and got permenat exception from having to wear a tie and have my top button done up. But then it was one of those on elstic tie.
Yeah, and I see you mention it later as well.
When I was in a corporate bank in my 20s, I used to wear shocking pink, green or yellow tie & sock combos, just as I wear pink & yellow t shirts now, and some people do indeed question your sexuality.
I can vividly recall a senior manager asking me as a 21/22 yr old why I wore pink if I wasn't gay, to which I answered, "I like pink".
I don't think the poor old chap ever understood that one.
That is bloody fantastic!
Hmmm, but there is a thing now called being a metrosexual. It's straight men who are often mistaken as homosexuals because of their superb fashion sense. Perhaps that's what you are Mr. Atheist!:D You seem to have a cool sense of style.:thumbs_up
I'm not too sure about the color though. Reminds me of bees. It's a bit too much I think.
What! don't like the Colour, after 100's of hours market research, focus groups, psycological assesments, etc...etc.
When I was young and pretty I had a black faux leather coat. Whenever I wore it, middle aged men used to strike up conversations with me, or sit next to me on buses. I eventually abandoned it on the train.