In previous lifetimes in the intertuba I was a regular at a political website which appears to have died. *Dances jig then feels sad then dances jig*
At this site various other posters impressed me or made me think that there were Orcs in the world. One who consistently made me laugh has joined the Authors of Riddled. Despite his affection for Manchester United and negative stereotyping of Hobbits I am welcoming Brett to the building. I lied to him about there being no lawn mowing involved so his first missives will probably be a bit grass stained.
I think that we can all learn that time spent reading the fine print is time spent wisely.
The bottle is then riddled, so that the lees settles in the neck of the wine bottle... Manual riddling is still done for Prestige Cuvées in Champagne... mechanised riddling equipment (a gyropalette) is used instead. (Wikipedia)
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I like to watch football with the sound muted and the stereo turned WAY up. I fill in the audio narrative for the game by occasionally running outside without my pants and yelling "OW OW OW OW OW DAMMIT"
Then I go back in and sit down, for the moment sated.
Hi Brett!
Jeebus! You're inviting people again!
Soon, Deepak Chopra and you'll be HuffPo.
He recommends adidsces.
This is a big tent religion see? And the joining fee is pretty reasonable compared to bacon smelling trains. I'm just sayin'
Will there be incivility? There has not been enough TWATMUFFINS incivility around here lately.
Invite this guy.
Keep a civil tongue in your head (or pocket for the zomboid amongst us)this is a site of Taste and Discernment as evinced by the Penis Worm thread.
Twatmuffins are on thursdays in the church hall on Ascot street.
*Dances jig then feels sad then dances jig*
I trust there were no accordions involved. They trigger me, ever since that episode at the Raskalnikovs concert.
I'm OK with concertinas, on account of them being invented by a physicist.
Despite his affection for Manchester United
If I cared, I'd be a BCFC supporter, because, SHUT UP, THAT'S WHY!
If I had the wings of a swallow
If I had the arse of a crow.
I'd fly straight on over the Villa
And shit on the bastards below
My jig dancing is modern interpretive jig dancing.
This can't be the HuffPoo until there's a Tiger Penis Post.
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Hasn't there?
I'm not sure I can tell. There may have been tiger penises in the woodcuts.
I believe the sea "worms" are as of yet of indeterminate origins.
so you've hired an OmbudsBrett?
Zombie shakedown artists!! I bet you know a OmbudsBrett who is your brother-in-law,eh?
Brett's the pooter wrangler/operator, isn't he??
Without question.
This can't be the HuffPoo until there's a Tiger Penis Post.
Viagra is a much better "performance enhancer" than either tiger penis or powdered rhinoceros horn.
This does not mean that it will increase your appreciation of the New Zealand Symphony Orchestra if you load up on the stuff before the concert.
I now have strange Pavlovian reactions to Sibelius' Second Symphony.
to be realistic, Mr. Clyde, you have strange reactions to almost EVERYTHING.
I now have strange Pavlovian reactions to Sibelius' Second Symphony.
Finnish before you've even started, eh? Birthday composer!
There may have been tiger penises in the woodcuts.
You're probably thinking of Walther Klemm's "Die Erbsünde" series of etchings...
[Checks] No, wait, that was a leopard.
Huh.
Now that you mention it, I wonder what happened to that hapless hadrosaur's penis?
Why wouldn't it petrify?
Nah, don't tell me. Biology bores the bejeezus outta me.
There is indeed a thriving trade within traditional Chinese medicine for petrified dinosaur bacula, or "dragon boners" as they are known.
No, man, I totally GET it.
I've been draggin' this boner around for six decades and some change.
However it is when the Dragon boners are exchanged for salt, that our story becomes really interesting
I've been changing them for salticids. Apparently I am in error.
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