Seanachai

Cesspool Choir: We'll be singing When we're winning We'll be singing Seanachai: I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down Emma: Pissing the night away Pissing the night away Berli: He drinks a whisky drink He drinks a vodka drink He drinks a lager drink He drinks a cider drink He sings the songs that remind him Of the good times He sings the songs that remind him Of the better times Emma 'Oh Danny Boy Danny Boy Danny Boy...' Peng I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down Emma Pissing the night away Pissing the night away Berli He drinks a whisky drink He drinks a vodka drink He drinks a lager drink He drinks a cider drink He sings the songs that remind him Of the good times He sings the songs that remind him Of the better times Emma 'Don't cry for me Next door neighbour...' Seanachai: I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down I get knocked down But I get up again You're never going to keep me down Cesspool Choir We'll be singing When we're winning We'll be singing

Kick him again. I like that.

And yet, when you're arranging the empty wine bottles on the altar of your household gods, I know that they're bumping the figure of a Gnome....

And yet, when you're arranging the empty wine bottles on the altar of your household gods, I know that they're bumping the figure of a Gnome....

Ah, another Australian who's doubtless buggered off in fear of having me crush him in a battle. Must be that, no one could whine about something so inconsequential without looking like a poodle.

The part where you could stop me from providing them. I did cut out the nasty bits. Am I the only one to notice that v42below looks a lot like the young Queen Elizabeth I?

Hold the picture of Queen Victoria so that, with your eyes crossed, the ruff typically worn by by Elizabeth I appears just below the breasts of Jennifer Connelly, reclining on the couch with a ferret in her arms...

So, what's stopping you? Both hands full? </font>

Stop with the Billie Holiday singsong! Stop it! It makes me want to have sex! Sex! Do you hear me?! Sex!!!!

Now, now. Our Mensch has been voted three times 'The Most Likely Poster to Someday Write Pretty' recipient. A lot of his communication problems stem from being a Canadian trying to live in another language system that isn't French. That and being barking mad, of course.

Oooh. Glaring lack of respect, that. It won't do, lad. Stick with mocking me, if you're going to have a go at the Olde Ones. After all, I'm the Nice one. Our Berli, now. Well, he pisses on you from a considerable height. I'll simply do a little dance on you while you're lying there soaking it in.

We'll add it to the list. Thank the gods for computers, which can keep track of that much information in a simple, quick, and coherent manner. Unlike yourself.

No he didn't. He used the word 'cosine'. Ignorant, blathering twit. Michael </font>

Really? I thought it stood for [That God Damn] Mensch.

Well, but I have a very small freezer in this fridge...

Ever have that experience when you were a wee lad of opening the closet door to confront the monster, and then saying to yourself: Oh, silly me. There's only a mirror in here... Used to that, used to it. My family makes me do the same thing...

it's 8:15 in Ohio. What did Boo have for breakfast?

So, every day is a sort of hell for you then, eh?

You can run, but you can't hide, Grog Boy!

I think I saw that movie, Mensch. Didn't Angelina Jolie play the love interest?

Umm...the whole Lovecraft thing is...icky. I'm not here for you to fantasize about, Marine Boy! At least buy me a drink, first.

Bugger! He used the words 'cosign', and 'obliquity' in a post! Some one hold my coat! I'm gonna give him a good kicking! Ohmigod! His profile says he's from Minneapolis! I'm gonna gather up Lars and Dalem, and we're going to find the bugger, and give him a seeing to! I can't be having with this Rexfording! If we let this go on, where will it end?! Next, it'll be 'mantlet armour' and 'bren tripods'! Is that the sort of site we want?!

Bah! Best ask: When was the last time the penny whistle sold for a penny? It's always been here. The concept of the Dreamtime, and going Walkabout to re-create the World is the closest mythological equivalent of why the Peng Challenge Thread exists at all, you fool. Well, lad, let me tell you my Philosophy of Life: Before you simply hate something, be it. Then you can hate it properly.

You'll find one of damn near everything here in the Mother Beautiful Thread, and at least three of anything horrible. When it comes to the truly horrible, we believe in redundancy. Oh, no, lad. We just know where everything is buried. We're more like 'Cosmic Undertakers/Goodfellas' Like you wouldn't drink it anyways, you bugger, even if you could read the bible by the light the bottle cast. Except our version has 100% more alcohol, and 100% less Nixon. You know it, boyo! And believe me, you don't try to get your hands on it. You let the little bugger romp about as he likes, and be glad he's smiling. Try for a grab, and you're likely to come up with a handful of...yourself. Detached. Best to just stand there, smiling maniacally, and pretend you're juggling.

Look, I apologized about the 'Precious Moments' figurines, and that cat was about due to hook its claws into 'pet heaven's' curtains as it was, so I was actually doing you a favour by speeding him on his way. Are you going to go on about this forever? Next time, provide your own vacuum cleaner...