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Mick Mac Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Tony.London Suburbs Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > Gordon Ramsey lost it on Breakfast this morning > > with Bill Turnball. > > > > He asked him if he "still does any cooking" ( > > given his media career)...:)) > > > I saw that TLS - it was quite amusing. Turnball > asked if he could ever hope to have a meal cooked > by Gordon Ramsey in one of his restaurants these > days. > Ramsey said that if you buy an Armani suit do you > expect Georgio did the stictching. > > Shows how he is thunking about the Ramsey brand. > Its no longer about him being anything to do with > the kitchen. Shows what a slobo interviewer Turnbull is. Surely the response should have been " So if I spilled Gordon Ramsey food on my Armani suit, which dry cleaner would you recommend"? It's all the time taking them seriously that makes them become as self-important as (and in GR's case strongly resemble) Mr Toad. Take a plump in-season Gordon. Look him up and down. Screw up face. Shake head. Add fresh tut-tutting. Repeat for at least two hours. Overnight if possible. Throw water in his face, drag him to a stove with a mirror in front of it and get him to do the Saturday Morning Kitchen Omelette Challenge. Against himself. As he frots the pan in desperation, all the while givig panic-stricken looks into his own empty eyes, you produce one James Martin, who lards the competition with mentions of Yorkshire. And Yorkshiremen. And his gran. And bloody f@cking bastard Yorkshire. Nicely drizzled in a sweat jus, your Gordon finishes his omelette. Yorkshireman James Martin, stuffs the Gordon with a shoving up his arse of a 'that omelete'd be clucking 'round farmyard up in Yorkshire so I'm thraiped if I'll allow it on my show'. Cleverly Martin informs your Gordon that his time is worse even than irritating East European woman, which causes your Gordon's blood pressure to rise. Internal basting, good work, that Yorkshireman. Martin, a Yorkshireman by trade, then asks your Gordon to vote for special guest Ritchie Blackmore's food heaven or food hell. Heaven - a bacon sandwich with HP sauce. Hell - a bacon sandwich without HP sauce. At this point your Gordon will start to cry, allow this to continue as the saline solution will tenderise and start the cooking process of the cheeks. These are a delicacy. Though of course shortlived ones. Your Gordon will now be almost ready to consume. Cover your Gordon in sarcasm, the rare herb uxorcontemptuous and a light dusting arrongance. Grill your Gordon for approximately five minutes, turning halfway through to ensure both faces are thoroughly cooked. Don't worry about dishing up, your Gordon is self-serving.

What the f@ck? If it's a Friday, and you ain't ridin' the Peroni pony (660ml) then you ain't nizzle. Christ, if the public use of the word 'nizzle' under my name doesn't get me attending AA meetings, then shizzle all else will.

South London good. North London blood brother of South London. Peace pipe we smoke for many moons. West London heap bad medicine. East London speak with f@cked tongue.

Although, hang on, Alesha Dixon's on it now, isn't she. I love her voice (spoken, more than singing, though the singing is fine by me as well) and of course the eyes, the thighs and all round general sexiness and well-rounded plumpish, not unattainable beauty are utterly beguiling. There's also the memory of a programme she did, talking to teenage girls who were hard on themselves because of their 'looks'. She was genuinely sad for them and empathetic, but without offering glib solutions. She's possibly the only person in the country who cries more readily than me. Anyway, I may look in more often than I was intending, my original intention being to watch my navel fluff sprout and harvest it rather than watch 'S' 'C' 'D'. But now Alesha's involved...can we vote for the judges?

bigbadwolf Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > "STELLAAA!! STEEELLLAAAA!!! > > Now the question is, is that Marlon Brando playing > Stanley Kowalski in A Streetcar Named Desire or > Julia Lois-Dreyfus's impersonation of him from The > Pen episode of Seinfeld?> > > Correct answer wins a bottle of Peroni." > > Julia Lois-Dreyfus's impersonation of him from The > Pen episode of Seinfeld. > > I know I'm right Hooch, so I'll expect that bottle > of Peroni by this evening. Unfortunately BBW, I have to disqualify you. I have your original unamended post. And here it is. Re: To the 3 fellas drinking Stella at 8am on the balcony above William Rose this morning Posted by: bigbadwolf Today, 12:32PM "STELLAAA!! STEEELLLAAAA!!! Now the question is, is that Marlon Brando playing Stanley Kowalski in A Streetcar Named Desire or Julia Lois-Dreyfus's impersonation of him from The Pen episode of Seinfeld?> Correct answer wins a bottle of Peroni." Julia Lois-Dreyfus's impersonation of him from The Pen episode of Seifeld. I know I'm right Hooch, so I'll expect that bottle of Peroni by this evening. As far as I know Julia never appeared in a programme called Seifeld. You also repeated my deliberate mistake of referring to Julia Louis Dreyfus as Julia Lois Dreyfus. This is proof positive that you, yes you, are in fact the blackmailing Russian spy whose Lemmy-style facial wart hides a microdot containing enough evidence to put the Prime Minister in front of bars, where he'll greet each new customer with "Ef it was'nae fe Blair...", for the rest of his natural life. Anyway BBW, no dice as far as the Peroni goes.

Look, this year, for once and for all, is no one going to do the 'what's white and moves across the floor' joke? Material like that would clean up I reckon. Anyway I'm boycotting it until they do.

I'm supposing you know about the constipated mathematician who worked it out with a pencil. Got that from the 'under the counter' version of The Beano.

If it was the one about the bloke who goes to a seaside cafe, orders albatross and then goes out and commits suicide I could have given you a shove in the right direction. I'm guessing it wasn't so... Still I'm glad it seems to be coming together for you.

Are 'Friends' Electric - The Tubeway Army

Tiny Tears - Tindersticks

I don't see the BFM sticking around for too much longer, not now the yacht's gone.

STELLAAA!! STEEELLLAAAA!!! Now the question is, is that Marlon Brando playing Stanley Kowalski in A Streetcar Named Desire or Julia Louis-Dreyfus's impersonation of him from The Pen episode of Seinfeld? Correct answer wins a bottle of Peroni.

Actually Quids it'd be an opportunity to teach them history and pop at the same time. Tax 'em on a 'one for you, nineteen for me' basis. Make sure you have the 'life's not fair' speech lined up. If their squeaks of protest become intolerable put your fingers in your ears and chant "Paul was the walrus" over and over again. I wouldn't do it public though, some of these mental health professionals can be duecedly nosey, not to say offensive.

And as for the title of the tread, I think it's called SEN these days.

When carrying out jury duty a few years back the case from Smithfield we juried on was named 'Lambgate'. And not guilty if you're wondering.

Wait for the boxset, it's the only way to watch it.

Tears On My Pillow - Johnny Nash

Brendan Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > This is why I haven?t yet bothered to write the > world?s best book and compose the world?s best > song. Let us know when you do, B, I'll be out there representin' innit.

Moos Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- Quids you may be surprised to hear this! but I have read a Dan Brown book once, Although you can't see us Moos, the rest of the EDF have become a living Bateman cartoon at hearing this. My monocle has caromed off the ceiling, my tincture has splashed all over the founder's portrait and I've bitten through the stem of my favourite Meerschaum. I wonder how anyone else reacted?

Panic In Detroit - The Dame

My absolute favourite is probably Big Vern, but at least a full page please, not these piddling little quarter efforts. Drunken Bakers is also a current favourite, it's going to end in death but unlike Big Vern, they won't be back.

Time - The Dame

First Time - The Boys

red devil Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Wolfie, the problem with Izal wasn't it roughness, > in fact it was the opposite, it was too smooth and > non-absorbant, so your arse ended up looking like > a pre-cooked butter basted turkey... RD, contortionist or exhibitionist? I think we should be told.

Will the dealers at the top of Coldharbour Lane and opposite the town hall accept them?