Either you have been very - very lucky - or you just haven't been naughty enough -
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BumSplodgeBrownPants
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Yes - we grew up with faggots on the menu too - in the right gravy - they are delicious - once a week we would eat boiled sheep's hearts also - and Mum would make us Brawn(brains) sandwiches - with cucumber for picnics -
Sheep's liver was my fave as a kid. My nan would cremate the stuff on a Sunday. Liver and Mash with gravy and veg. I can smell her kitchen right now.
Beef dripping sandwiches for pudding too!
Speaking of brain, my ever clever father would joke that cauliflower was brains when I was a child... I can not eat cauliflower to this day.
I need therapy. Cucumber has only one job for me Gypsy, and that is to be a part of a tinned salmon sandwich. Salmon and cucumber sarnies.
Well - we ate what our Mum could afford - fancy/expensive cuts of meat were often too expensive for her budget - so we made the most of the rest of the beasties - and yeah - Liver and Onions - in a Oxo/Bisto gravy was always a weekly favourite - with mashed spuds and Brussels Sprouts or cabbage - MmmmmSheep's liver was my fave as a kid. My nan would cremate the stuff on a Sunday. Liver and Mash with gravy and veg. I can smell her kitchen right now.
Beef dripping sandwiches for pudding too!
Speaking of brain, my ever clever father would joke that cauliflower was brains when I was a child... I can not eat cauliflower to this day.
Cucumber has only one job for me Gypsy, and that is to be a part of a tinned salmon sandwich. Salmon and cucumber sarnies.
Knocks on wood but no, havent been in prison. Yet.
Who would want to be a Messiah anyway? - it's not an easy job - what with all that anointing - public speaking - and creating great miracles - being blamed for the weather - and 'because it was God's will' - I'd say the stress factor would be way high -
@cola -- You are one of my interesting faves here. <-- Read that again -- it's true.Yup. That is very perceptive and adroit of you. I posted on the thread I noted on my earlier post today, in error, when it should have been here. You seem to be spending a lot of time and effort in personally chastising me. For any particular reason, Sub? When I discuss others on a forum I discuss their actions. Telling me that you can read my mind, and that I am in your eyes "Trolling", makes it a personal attack on your part, regarding me. I have thick skin though, and have watched you troll, if you want to call it that, without saying a word to you. You are here with the big boyz now, not buried down below in a sub. Moderators job is to address & determine trolling. Right? Not someone who themself does, lol.
But you are also new to this group. <-- By that, I mean this pitiful gaggle of refugees have been given a unique sealed-off room to play in by the owners of this forum. A sealed-off room. You are in it.
The "gaggle" comprises like-minded (ALL of them) non-liberal, non-combative folks from all over the place.
Reread my first and second sentences. You are kewl. EVERYONE here has been rubbing elbows for a long time in another place. Except you and Doob.
Now, please listen with an open mind -- one that will not require any defensiveness or explanatory input from you past what has already been written by you and others; just comprehension and understanding:
Since this voluble group of friends has no say in the matter, our little hidey-hole does NOT have a lock on the front door. If we want to stay here and play under the patience of the site owner, we cannot stop others from discovering us and joining. So some have joined us through the lifeboat's unlocked front door. (Talk about a fucked-up mixed metaphor from a supposed author!)
That would be "UnoWho of the cray-cray", and you. <-- You are not of the original group of refugees, but you are grandly welcome. Sincerely. But you are doing what ZERIO of those refugees do with each other.
You may not really notice it, but this is a peculiar website. Unique in the world, to my knowledge. We are here on sufferance PROVIDING WE STAY AWAY FROM POLITICS AND CONTROVERSY.
So I say with the gentlest possible voice: Grow a thicker skin when you start thinking as if you were on a "normal" site where you can -- and do -- easily/quickly drop into "normal internet mode" -- which is not tolerated here by the owners.
We landed here one year ago damn' near exactly. And we have bullshitted amongst ourselves for three thousand three hundred pages...
Go back and do your own research: You will not find ANY posts like this in over 3000 pages:
"You seem to be spending a lot of time and effort in personally chastising me. For any particular reason, Sub? When I discuss others on a forum I discuss their actions. Telling me that you can read my mind, and that I am in your eyes "Trolling", makes it a personal attack on your part, regarding me. I have thick skin though, and have watched you troll, if you want to call it that, without saying a word to you. You are here with the big boyz now, not buried down below in a sub. Moderators job is to address & determine trolling. Right? Not someone who themself does, lol.
In sum: It is EASY to slip into forbidden territory, since you do not have the background of all of us here who have been sifted to remove the internecine warfare that is our shield to stay here.
Put your heat aside (I am writing this as gently as I can) and take note that in 3k+ pages on a hundred subjects, there are none in the "normal Internet sniping" category except the quoted above. It does not matter that you are sincere <-- what matters is the basic ground rules we accepted in order to keep two dozen friendships from all over the world in contact with each other by this SOLE route.
Please do not fuck it up, no matter how wonderful an argument you sincerely think you can make. Go make it someplace else, or don't make it. Fair?
[/Sgt Yellowbeard Sneakydicker In Charge Of Killin' Anybody That Gets In The Way Of Me Killin' Anybody]
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Dear me. Gloucester. As a teenager, I fell for a Cheltenham girl (emigrant from WWII). Valerie Mawdsley. What a beautiful accent. She could say, "Oh, topping! Absolutely wizard." And get away with it.I never knew this Walt. Morning dude!
The Haggis are small furry animals that roam the Scottish wilderness.
Very elusive apparently, well that's what my grandfather used to tell me as a child.
We don't really do haggis down here, but we do have a nice offal and heart and lung dish called Faggots. Little balls of joy to me they are, smothered in a gravy.
Our local butcher in Gloucester won awards for his year on year. His pork pies were lovely too.
Have you ever tried a pork pie or faggots?
Late edit add: She died at age 19. She lives again** in my novel, "The Bat and Balloon War -- An Alternate History of WWII"
I visited Gloucester <-- Idjits dunno how to spell "Gloster" or "Wooster", etc. and had a plateful of faggots (!!!!) in gravy. Wonderful. The Brits said they called it "Welsh Haggis".
** Old poets commuted life for some people, so I did it for Valerie Mawdsley:
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou are more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometimes, too hot the Eye of Heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest.
Nor shall Death brag thou wandr'st in his shade
When in eternal lines to time thou growest.
So long as men breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Jeeeebus! Chaucer, yet. Still memorized after a full 70 fargin years!
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Now now chaps - let's not get all bent out of shape - it takes all sorts - in any society - ya get the rough and the smooth - the busybody and the loafer - the joker the smoker - the midnight toker etc - and we either tolerate each other or we don't - personally - I'd rather we all got along 
Hee, hee, hee I can see the smug engineer smiling at his layout crossing the two Lightening Mixer shafts to get the right angle in the space available..................
Amen. Here's a pic of a young Jack Herer plant, just a little reminder of what's way more important than any of the ape shit throwing going on in here. Have a great day all, time to plant some more seeds.Now now chaps - let's not get all bent out of shape - it takes all sorts - in any society - ya get the rough and the smooth - the busybody and the loafer - the joker the smoker - the midnight toker etc - and we either tolerate each other or we don't - personally - I'd rather we all got along
BumSplodgeBrownPants
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I keep reading that "Oh, topping! Absolutely wizard." bit in a posh British ladies accent and it's making me giggle.
We had a Texan used to call the office and ask us how our day was going in "Glow - sester - shire" in his big accent. He always thought it was spelled a bit daft too.
Did you pop in to see the cathedral in Gloucester? I do have a bit of a thing for popping my head into a local church/cathederal/abbey when on my travels.
I'm in Wales at the moment, the local butcher has run off with the farmer's wife so the quality of the faggots has dipped in the village. I may take a road trip and try some
Jack Herer is one of the more tedious strains to grow around here, as it is beloved by PM, Botrytis, and all of the parasites.Amen. Here's a pic of a young Jack Herer plant, just a little reminder of what's way more important than any of the ape shit throwing going on in here. Have a great day all, time to plant some more seeds.
I gotta answer this twice. The fargin Brits got me all tangled up when I wuz in the Far East. I got jumped on by a buncha Mandarin-speakers to 'splain eggzackly WTF the Brits are up to with their own lingo.I never knew this Walt. Morning dude!
The Haggis are small furry animals that roam the Scottish wilderness.
Very elusive apparently, well that's what my grandfather used to tell me as a child.
We don't really do haggis down here, but we do have a nice offal and heart and lung dish called Faggots. Little balls of joy to me they are, smothered in a gravy.
Our local butcher in Gloucester won awards for his year on year. His pork pies were lovely too.
Have you ever tried a pork pie or faggots?
I was asked about:
pecker -- As in this straight-arrow Brit quote: "Be still, my pecker!" (He be talkin' about his lower lip trembling)
faggot -- When a Brit throws another one on the fire, does he not hear the screams?
fag -- Apparently every single young boy going to school is homosexual.
fag -- Also a gasper (cigarette).
rubber -- A Brit asked my wife for one while she was working at IBM International desk.
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Good morning brothers and sisters!
More rain starting at 42F and predicted to reach 53F.
No gym this morning but breakfast out at the Tin Shed with Grayfox and NM and the rest of the day open to debauchery.
More rain starting at 42F and predicted to reach 53F.
No gym this morning but breakfast out at the Tin Shed with Grayfox and NM and the rest of the day open to debauchery.
mornin’ folks…..
got an idea that may make woodcutting quicker….
hope all safe n sane for this thirsty Thursday….
got an idea that may make woodcutting quicker….
hope all safe n sane for this thirsty Thursday….
Regarding Cheltenham and wizards...
Be sure to swallow the rising "wiz" (!!??!) and put the accent on the "ard". Wizard.
Valerie was beautiful. She was the High School Salutatorian, and she married the Valedictorian. Died of blood cancer at 19.
Now thats epic.
