Lost Princess! Welcome back your madge. Remember that scene in Hello Dolly where Barbara Striesland is welcomed back by Louis Armstrong and all those waiters? - That.
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Lost Princess! Welcome back your madge. Remember that scene in Hello Dolly where Barbara Striesland is welcomed back by Louis Armstrong and all those waiters? - That.
New word... Smokeaholic. Anybody know someone it fits?
You came out of left field with that one.Quote:
Originally Posted by NikolaiI
Maybe the Marlboro Man?
Not sure where you were headed with that but it brought this one to mind:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIN8MmMloZE
The Tale if the Vomiting Dog or Man vom Dog
Our dog is a typical Jack Russel. Aggressive, possessive, vindictive and quick to anger.
So yesterday, upon vomting up his tea, I left him to take back possession of the pile. Normally this arrangement works ok, with just a sticky bit to wipe up from the tiles.
Yesterday was a little different though, as he went in to vomit thrice more. I felt that this cycle of scoff and vomit needed to be broken, and so the contest began. Between him trying to bite me and protect his pile, I managed to snap on his lead and get him in the kitchen. I then cleared up, and I felt that he was relieved that he didn't have to scoff it again.
But, alas, he vomited up the rest of his tea, and we were back to a slimy square one. This time, like any good general, I varied my tactics and forced him back with the wilkinson's plastic step into the kitchen again - for all the world looking like a lion tamer. I just needed the whip. So I successfully cleared up the rest of the vom, and I think there was relief all round.
Now I am considering getting that whip, but I feel my life has a rather absurd edge to it. Does this kind of thing happen to you chaps?
"his tea"
"take back possession of the pile"
"a sticky bit"
"vomit thrice more'
"scoff it "
"wilkinson's plastic step "
I'm nearly in tears from laughing. Great story.
For us, well me, it's fur balls.
The cat mangages to launch them along well travelled pathways in the house.
Nothing like the feel of warm ooze on the sole when making your way toward the kitchen.
Unfortunately with cats there's no going back for seconds, they lurch and move on leaving us, well me, to clean up the mess.
Ha!
Cats vomiting is much more horrible - as is their vom.
A cat we had used to leave the innards of eviscerated mice on our carpets as presents. It was a very odd squelchy crunch that would greet my invariably stockinged feet. Most unpleasant.
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Speaking of cats, how about Julie Newmar....meeowww!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1U_6R8TjQ_c
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...atman_1966.JPG
Taking the afternoon off work to watch The Old Lady thrash those silly twisted Celtic Bhoys yesterday was rather fantastic. Neil Lennon's delusional complaints about the referee left me quite bemused. On a side note, Juventus goal-scorer Alessandro Matri's girlfriend is quite the looker...
Definite penalty! Your man was playing rugby! However if they had got a penalty they would've tapped it gently straight at Buffon, like every other shot they had.
I don't necessarily agree. That type of penalty is never awarded in any of the European leagues. Only on the British Isles. Hooper was certainly jostling just as much. I think the yellow to both was acceptable. If that was a penalty though, then the Commons studs up challenge on Pirlo should have been a straight red, as with the Brown studs up on Pirlo. THey basically mauled the man all match to limit his influence with overaggressive tackles that certainly were bookable. I think the ref did well to allow the game to be played. It was exciting.
Today's ManU-Real match was nowhere near it in terms of excitement.
Finished work at eight tonight and wandered down into the town to get the bus.
The place was deserted, gloomy, and everywhere was soaked with the latest snow and rain.
Then I washed up on the opposite side of the street to Impulse - a rough pub/ club which happened to be playing a selection of 80s muic.
Haircut 100 was ringing out with a juvenile pop that took me back to discos I had frequented
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ASQfJkzK544
Depeche Mode's first song that I was aware of in the early 80s
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bhg8D8MVYxQ
Chain Reation - which reminds me of a pub I used to work in when I lived in Wakefield.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaYHRx9-v2M
There was no-one about and I could have jigged about much as i used to at that time. I stuck to singing along though. Perhaps a Butlins Themed weekend is in order.
http://www.bigweekends.com/your-break/91307
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Originally Posted by islandclimber
Fair comment, It was a good match that early goal meant Celtic had to go all out. I missed the Man U match
Carefull Paul, nostalgia can strike at any time and there is no known cure.Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
Sounds like a wonderful flashback moment.Quote:
Originally Posted by Paulclem
Paul, were you a Kraftwerk fan?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1OJYyA34dtI
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Originally Posted by prendrelemick
Yes, it is a dreadful malady that rears it's ugly head from time to time...why at this this very moment I'm experiencing a nostalgic interlude with my vacuum tube collection
http://i963.photobucket.com/albums/a...TubesGroup.jpg
Whoa. I'm having flashbacks to my misspent youth. Our crappy old TV set seemed to always be on the fritz, so my dad and I would pull a bunch of the tubes out of the back and take them down to hardware store where they had a tube tester.
My childhood was tragically marred by a set with a lousy vertical hold. The picture regularly cycled across the screen, but I'd sit and watch Johnny Quest anyway.
All we could get was a fuzzy BBC 1 from an ariel that looked like a bedstead on a pole. Every so often my mother would have to climb onto the coal shed roof and rotate the pole with Dad shouting directions (relayed by 4 kids) through the living room window. The ariel and pole were quite heavy and required her whole body effort. So not only did she retune the telly, she was also a forerunner in the art of pole dancing.