HonaloochieB

I don't know if this helps, but I like it. I imagine it might be what the fox's spouse is playing on his gramophone.

Another Saturday Night - Cat Stevens

No Huggers, you shouldn't, you mustn't, accept the fact you can't. Most people are can'ts compared to ALG.

Saturday Gigs - Mott The Hoople

I gather Danny's Baker & Kelly are going to be pundits on the football 'show'. In which case count me in. I'm at the very very best indifferent to football, apart from 'proper' international contests, those that involve actually winning something players can lift above their heads and drink champagne from. 'Friendlies'??? Yo' momma and me gettin' frien'ly is all I know mofo. The D's may be there ostensibly to football commentate/opinionate but if previous form is anything to go by, entertainment will be there in abundance. If the Danny's is on scene, I'll be there Doreen.

Huggers Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > you had to be there really. And just like the Sixties, if you were there you can't remember it. Unless you're Andrew Loog Oldham.

The Joker - Steve Miliband

I think InTexas is on the right lines Huggers. Don't take a Dylan style 'Rainy Day Women' approach to the driver, do what I do and avoid any bus with a driver wearing a Grateful Dead T-shirt. Though I wouldn't be copacetic to a letter of complaint, like The Man needs help to hassle heads. Catch the guy when he's straight and hip him to the situation.

Heinz Salad Cream. Though really it has no season. It's just extree special June to August.

red devil Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > HonaloochieB Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > Tom Sharpe's ability to write anything funny - > > since Wilt. > > > > OK then, The Wilt Alternative. > > Blimey H'oochie, the pen is indeed mightier than > the sword, looks like Tom lost the will to live > after your damning critique. > Is this in anyway linked to your psychic music > divining business? > Do you take requests? > Don't supose you could put in a bad word against > Jilly Cooper?... > > http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2013/jun/06/tom-sh > arpe-dies Cripes, didn't think he'd take it so much to heart. Seriously though I'm sorry he's no longer with us. Just re-bought Indecent Exposure and Riotous Assembly from a charity shop over the weekend, funny, mad and crude satires of apartheid era South Africa.

Marmora Man Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Vegetarians are just fussy eaters. > > Why should a chef in a busy restaurant make a fuss > about them? You could argue that it's good > customer service to do so - but it is also a > distraction from the main purpose of the > restaurant if it is a mainstream place offering > the usual option of fish, flesh and fowl. > > Vegetarians crying foul about lack of choice in > local restaurants have it wrong - they are > presented with exactly the same choice I am - they > just choose to ignore the Lamb Fillet, Beef Steak, > Pork Belly, Chicken Kiev, Duck Breast, Monkfish, > Skate, Turbot, King Prawns (I could go on but I'm > drooling) in favour of the one or two dishes that > do not contain fish, flesh or fowl. MM you left out the Alan Partridge, 'cause that's what I'm getting a flavour of. Chicken Kiev?

Baby Strange - T Rex

Actually colour the last one above red after the blush that mantled my cheeks when I read it back. And ignore the WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! Thank you.

Forest Hill Green (With Envy) - like they wish they had one. Yeeeeaaaah! Blue Nunhead - bummed, 'cause there's no classy wine drinking places there. Aaaaaaaalllrrrriiiigghhhtt!! Brixton - the White 'Horse' pub, is just so jealous of the fact that SE22 has a White 'Stuff' clothing outlet, that they've banned all their staff from ever purchasing togs from there. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!

Jubblies Beer lollies Cider lollies Alley Gobs Captain Hurricane getting into a 'raging fury' and bending and rending pieces of enemy hardware with his bare hands. 'Maggot' Malone. Cockney batman/first mate to the above. "Cor, chase me backwards up Big Ben", that's what he once said. Obviously not realising that Big Ben refers to the bell and not the tower. Naive or lazy ill-informed f@cker? I bet Captain Hurricane would have had an opihion on the matter. A robust one I'm sure. Tom Sharpe's ability to write anything funny - since Wilt. OK then, The Wilt Alternative. Gary Glitter records on pub juke boxes. The Wimpy bar in Brixton. It's the Plan B club now and that's fine of course, but it doesn't do me much good when I fancy a cheap burger and chips that would be served on a plate with cutlery of metal and was brought to me at my table by friendly waiters tricked out in bow ties 'n' weskits. Oh, but never mind me, I'm just being silly.

Dairy

(I Want To Wear) Roy Orbison's Shades - Jeff & Our Son's Air Plane

Alan Dale Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Good recommendation. Loved the soft shell crab > rolls. I tried it too, but after 68 months they weren't at their best, the initial tooth-breaking lead to a rancid, vomitous filling that led to vomiting. Other than that, pretty good.

It's the only place. If it's good enough for the late and great Uncle Chris, then...

Aaah, better still if you could find your way to the stage and press your hands on HIS hair so that it crumbles into to the dusty shards of spun sugar it is. That'd do fine. There'll be a couple of pints in the pipe at the Mag for you, so there will.

Hmmm, or grimly kiss that pill for me. Cheers.

Kiss a pilgrim for me. Thanks.

the-e-dealer Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > 'bout now Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > No, it was the sanctimonious pillock Police but > > somehow they missed you. > > Maybe it was the sense of Humour Police trying to > find yours! Evenin' both, my snout HonaloochieB has allowed me on to his 'line' in order to have words with the pair of you. The name's A'Bart. First name, Larkin. D.S. Larkin A'Bart of the Sanctimonious Pillock Task Force, currently on attachment to the National Ongoing Network Seriously Engaging Narky Sods Eejitin'. Squad. You're both in breach. Take my word for it. However, if you're both prepared to accept an 'Eeh You Are A Caution An' No Mistake', we'll say no more about it and we can all get ourselves up the Mag for a pint with some of my other snouts.

I'd recommend taking a little water with it of a Monday night, BBUK. Thanks for the good wishes for the week, and right back atcha, me old carnation. You've got a right proper well disciplined hardly barking kind of mutt, a credit it to you so he/she is. And BIG BOOS!! to Jojo and make sure you get the key to the garden gate back from him. Sleep tight.

Can't Stand Me Now - The Libertines