Lebanese civilians seek hope in Tyre
Lebanese civilians seek hope in Tyre
OpenMind wrote: This has been common knowledge for as long as I remember.Pah. I spit upon your common knowledge, you son of a sheep thief. Don't think I shall forget this!
Nullius in verba ... ☎||||||||||| ... To Fate I sue, of other means bereft, the only refuge for the wretched left.
When flower power came along I stood for Human Rights, marched around for peace and freedom, had some nooky every night - we took it serious.
Who has a spare two minutes to play in this month's FG Trivia game! ... My other OS is Slackware.
When flower power came along I stood for Human Rights, marched around for peace and freedom, had some nooky every night - we took it serious.
Who has a spare two minutes to play in this month's FG Trivia game! ... My other OS is Slackware.
Lebanese civilians seek hope in Tyre
spot wrote: Pah. I spit upon your common knowledge, you son of a sheep thief. Don't think I shall forget this!
Hah! Son of a sheep thief am I? Since I don't know my natural father, I cannot even refute that. I shall probably forget it though, seeing as my memory is so appalling.
As for you, I believe you will be fertilising the potato crop next year.
Hah! Son of a sheep thief am I? Since I don't know my natural father, I cannot even refute that. I shall probably forget it though, seeing as my memory is so appalling.
As for you, I believe you will be fertilising the potato crop next year.
Lebanese civilians seek hope in Tyre
OpenMind wrote: Hah! Son of a sheep thief am I? Since I don't know my natural father, I cannot even refute that. I shall probably forget it though, seeing as my memory is so appalling.
As for you, I believe you will be fertilising the potato crop next year.
I refer, of course, to your sainted mother, who was often seen handing out suspect joints at the Fool and Bladder of a Friday night.
As for the Ceremony of Replenishment, as we call it down the local Morris, it is quite true that the crops fail if we omit that particular act on New Year's E'en to the tune of "Come lads, duty calls", but it's not spoken of in polite society. Here, admittedly, that's no hindrance.
As for you, I believe you will be fertilising the potato crop next year.
I refer, of course, to your sainted mother, who was often seen handing out suspect joints at the Fool and Bladder of a Friday night.
As for the Ceremony of Replenishment, as we call it down the local Morris, it is quite true that the crops fail if we omit that particular act on New Year's E'en to the tune of "Come lads, duty calls", but it's not spoken of in polite society. Here, admittedly, that's no hindrance.
Nullius in verba ... ☎||||||||||| ... To Fate I sue, of other means bereft, the only refuge for the wretched left.
When flower power came along I stood for Human Rights, marched around for peace and freedom, had some nooky every night - we took it serious.
Who has a spare two minutes to play in this month's FG Trivia game! ... My other OS is Slackware.
When flower power came along I stood for Human Rights, marched around for peace and freedom, had some nooky every night - we took it serious.
Who has a spare two minutes to play in this month's FG Trivia game! ... My other OS is Slackware.
Lebanese civilians seek hope in Tyre
spot wrote: I refer, of course, to your sainted mother, who was often seen handing out suspect joints at the Fool and Bladder of a Friday night.
As for the Ceremony of Replenishment, as we call it down the local Morris, it is quite true that the crops fail if we omit that particular act on New Year's E'en to the tune of "Come lads, duty calls", but it's not spoken of in polite society. Here, admittedly, that's no hindrance.
Oh, no. My Mother was handing out the leftovers from the week to make room in the larder for the weekend shopping haul.
As for the Ceremony of Replenishment. We all knew about it. Even the cold snow (as what we got in those days) couldn't keep that pungency down.
As for the Ceremony of Replenishment, as we call it down the local Morris, it is quite true that the crops fail if we omit that particular act on New Year's E'en to the tune of "Come lads, duty calls", but it's not spoken of in polite society. Here, admittedly, that's no hindrance.
Oh, no. My Mother was handing out the leftovers from the week to make room in the larder for the weekend shopping haul.
As for the Ceremony of Replenishment. We all knew about it. Even the cold snow (as what we got in those days) couldn't keep that pungency down.
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Lebanese civilians seek hope in Tyre
I've found that sometimes my psycho-motor area of the brain will take over for the psychokinesis when necessary. I'll think about the remote way over there, then get off my butt and get it. :p
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