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*Bob* Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Streep can't do it. > She's tied-up making a CGI-laden sequel to that > one where the dingo eats her kid. > > Worrall-Thompson's in (of course) - reprising his > role as the dwarf from Lord of the Rings. And > Rhodes will cameo as long as there's no dancing > involved. But who can play Jamie.. that's the > question. I know it's silly of me. And, of course I know that some may call me an old Irrelevant Irene. But if dear, dear Robert Morley were still with us... HonaloochieBackstage

*Bob* Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Jules won't let him. > She's put her foot down - it's the kids (Poppy > Melon, Abercrombie, Fitch and Pukka) she's > thinking of. What all else ya gonna git from Jules. Thet mother.

EVERYTHING IS ALL RIGHT - FOREVER

Is the collective noun for retards a sfaff?

Perhaps not. Sit Down - James

On A Loochie Boogie - Mott The Hoople

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*Bob* Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > The casting is giving everyone a real headache. > > Jamie want Hugh Grant to play the lead, but Hugh > won't do it unless his contract stipulates 'no > prosthetic bitch tits'. Give it Merryl Streep, give her a chance to expand her repertoire of accents.

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david_carnell Wrote: ----------------------------------------------------- > HonaloochieB Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > nunheadbelle Wrote: > > > -------------------------------------------------- > > > ----- > > > I have a squirrel in my loft that you can > have, > > > gladly, and I won't even want some of the > stew. > > > > That's good of you NunHeadBelle, but kindly > don't > > call me 'gladly'. > > > > (Oh, be quiet, someone had to do it, surely) > > You're right, someone did, but don't call me > Shirley. Thank you ladies and gentlemen, NunHead Belle, DC and myself are here all week. Be good to your waitress and drive safely.

American Music - Ian Hunter/Mick Ronson

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American Pie - Mott The Hoople

KalamityKel Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Hona must u really upon me as if I'm ever serious > wiv wot I say? ::o > > Did anyone else feel the earth shake, light > flashing and have their roofs ripped off by the > wind this morning? B) No more curried eggs for me. A Neddy Seagoon quote, Prince Charles would be so proud of me.

giggirl Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Thank you for nice comments - I blush. Will there > be a ceremony? If so I'll need a new frock and an > up-do. > > HB - yes I remember your movie. Sadly, George > Clooney never materialised in SE22, which is his > loss I feel. Thanks Giggirl for your support, I shall wear it always. Just a snippet of the sort of snappy dialogue the cinema-going public have been deprived of. Just to keep you up to date, my spurious wardrobe team are suing Clooney's people for the unreal work they put into the costumes they didn't make for him, in order that he could fully create on-screen the complex and nuanced character that is me. Somewhere in an illusory warehouse hang a dozen royal blue towelling bath robes. Each artfully stained with marinara sauce. Such a waist. Anyhow should Clooney ever show up in SE22, then my make believe staff have been instructed to issue a press release that praises him as an actor and director, while subtly implying that he does himself no favours in having better looking chums such as Pitt and Damon. That'll teach him for turning his nose up at a project like 'I Scream You Scream We All Scream For Ice Cream'

ratty Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > But if Tufty Fluffytail had been child friendly > Rat on the Road Roland Rat then maybe we would not > have done this. > > Also, I beleive the only Squirrel actually > internatyionally renowned for it's discretion is > Secret Squirrel! > > Also, my name is not squirrely it's ratty > > That's enough to be getting on with ffs! I'm saying that's quite sufficient, unless we have amongst us a squirrel that can type, which I doubt, those lolloping nut-collecting interlopers can go and put the fruits of their labours up their bottoms. I'm going with EDF's own Ratty, who I reckon would face down and send off the feistiest squirrel, with a hearty 'FOOK OFF' #It's a rat trap Tufty....and you been... caught#

The Moon Upstairs - Mott The Hoople

Peckhamgatecrasher Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Just arrived back and had to run for the sal > volatile. On the 185 back from Pimlico - trundled > into the newish bus thingy at Vauxhall. Maiden > daughter pointed out the urinals. OPEN URINALS a > la Paris. What will be next - holes in the > ground? > > One can't actually see anything (I did crane my > neck in the interests of journalism), but really There's one, the rising up out of the ground type being set up in Brixton as we speak. The one in Vauxhall has been there for some time. It's not a bad thing all round. If anyone 'sneaks a peak' and a chap is not 'at his best', then there's always the 'well what do you expect with the wind off the Thames' response. Works for me. Apparently.

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THE MOST REV PETER AKINOLA = LOOK HIM PENETRATE TV ARSE Just hope the NOTW don't get hold of this.

Apparently it's all about confidence. Or the lack of it. Financewise. Let's make an effort to visit the City, around lunchtime each day and give some encouragement to our brave boys and girls on the financial front line. Move amongst them and try to discretely catch an individual's eye*. If you think it apt, extend a hand to make the gentlest of contact with his forearm. If he rears back and screeches something incomprehensible then tighten your grip slightly and gently intone "No, no, this not Twick En Ham". Make sure your subject knows you to be benevolent, pat your chest with the flat of your hand and firmly say "Taxpayer. Taxpayer. Taxpayer". This will soothe the subject for long enough to lapse into what we financial anthropologists call 'Expense Account' mode. An invitation to a goodish lunch with assorted wines will be extended. The experienced City traveller will at this stage extract an agreement as to who will settle the bill. Though of course the subject will give a vague indication that he will be putting his hand in his pocket, do not accept this as a promise of payment. In fact all the phrase "Don't worry I'll be putting my hand in my pocket" means potentially, is that like Little Jack Horner he'll be pulling out a plum and nothing more. Though some would pay coin of the realm for just such a display. At the end of the meal, the subject may pick up and glance at the bill and annouce casually "Tell you what, let's toss for it" On no account go along with this wager. There have been recorded incidents where the unlucky loser has found himself on the receiving end of unasked for masturbation. On the other hand I suppose some losers may have thought all their Xmases had come at once. Early. But be that as it might be, here are some phrases which may help our finance monkeys regain confidence. IN ORDER TO MAKE EVERYTHING, ALRIGHT, FOREVER. "Holy shit, Giles, you are just the faacking best" "Jocasta, is that you? Or did Angefuckin'lina fucking Jolie just walk in here" (this of course won't work if Angelina Jolie is actually present) "Martin, you old bastard, how's your belly for spots?" (not to be attempted with soft Southern shandy-drinking pooves) "Seriously Caroline, you and Sugar in a fight? I know where my money's going." "Honestly mate, some guys your age couldn't pull off that Turnbull And Asser. You though..." "Now stop that, Tony, dry your eyes. Next time you tell the other traders when they tease you, you're not ginger, you're titian" Just some suggestions, let's all do our bit. Every tax pound and exhortation will boost their confidence. *If Gordon Brown is present, this may be easy, as it's possible he may have taken it out for a polish.

nunheadbelle Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I have a squirrel in my loft that you can have, > gladly, and I won't even want some of the stew. That's good of you NunHeadBelle, but kindly don't call me 'gladly'. (Oh, be quiet, someone had to do it, surely)

Peckhamgatecrasher Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > There are no creepy rats in the window of White > Stuff. Oh feck you had to go and remind of those macabre squirrel/human hybrids. I can feel the fear returning.

Tuxedo Junction - The Manhattan Transfer

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