Brendan

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WnCJlq_kUA8/RvUy4T4dXOI/AAAAAAAAFcY/tEW_1E8kDO8/s200/dog_swear-mafiatype.jpg Are you talkin' to me?

http://www.gorebridge.org.uk/img/m_Shoemaker1.jpg Cobblers

You?re best bet for finding detached houses that big in the area are, either the Mamora Road area or the Court Lane Woodware Road area. Or perhaps Mt Adon Park.

I used to love emmental back before it went pre-sliced.

Tool really irritate me There?s something that just annoys me about someone who sits down with their guitar and thinks, I?m going to write a riff that will make music journalists use elaborate adjectives and adolescent boys write profound cobblers on their pencil cases.

Just play power chords to the bass line double the speed and hey presto you have punk rock.

Man in the Mirror ? Michael Jackwotever [in an attempt to list songs by artist mentioned on that other thread]

Some of us get the Boss, some don?t man.

Happily I don?t think anyone, anywhere, ever actually rates, rated, will rate Chris Martin.

Michael Jackoff

?Orrible thing to loose your ories.

Is this the same St Party who chased all the snakes out of Ireland?

Seriously, what are you on about woof? No such thing as the Enterprise indeed

I properly shat myself. It?s very rarely in life that you breathe a sigh of relief and say, ?thank god, they were only a gang of crack pushers.?

Drugs are good - NoFX

Always though ?ornithology was porn set in ancient Greece.

Sorry I didn?t even see that. I was too busy trying to get to bbw by slagging off Forest Hill. I was trying to find a way home after missing the last train from Willesden Jnc. when I ended up completely lost. I was on one of those railway footpaths when a few unsavory looking fellows with a couple of pit bulls approached me. My immediate reactions was that they were after trouble but it turned out they were only interested in whether or not I was in the market for some crack cocaine. After politely declining their offer one of them said something to me along the lines of, ?You really shouldn?t be wondering around here mate.? and then directed me to the closest cab office. The educational side of it was, don?t go wondering around lonely areas in London?s murder capital at 2am.

I have always fancied a bit of ornithology me.

One word, thirteen letters, begins with a vowel. Abolitionists? Intermediator? Ornithotomist? Isodimorphous?

Prosopopoeia A rhetorical device in which a speaker or writer communicates to the audience by speaking as another person or object.

HonaloochieB Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > They'd obviously upped their game from when I was > in there, my card said 'yellowy-green' and > 'oxblood'. I think those were the terms used on the chalk board to describe the chef?s specials.

I fear you are correct there. My lesson was perhaps learnt best when at an esteemed Forest Hill establishment I requested a wine list and was presented with a piece of card which simply said, ?Both Flavors?

I definitely feel safer drinking in London, even in ?dodgy? areas like Brixton and Peckham than I do in places like Croydon or Watford or any of the provincial high streets that end up awash with aggressive idiots who can?t handle their booze every Friday night. Not so sure about Forest Hill though. Oh and I got lost in Harlesden in the wee hours of Sunday morning which was er? educational.

I once read a passage that said, ?The power of accurate observation is often described as cynicism by those who don?t posses it.? which I thought was a little cynical.

I haven't the foggiest.