Yeknodathon

Having lived around Scunthorpe for many years I feel well qualified to comment on German topless bars...

Cimbot Middle: Bottle for Nobody. Well, that's my proof reading done.

Ah, Michael's paper hat fetish again.. not that there is anything wrong with origami.

[... meanwhile, there is a flurry of semaphore flag waving in the Paddock as Boo attempts to join the 19th Century from darkest Ohio]

I fancy splashing on some Boo ...... What? right now and I'm only wearing cycling shorts. Will I become a Noob and will anything drop off?

If a bottle of Boo could be concentrated to an essence I fancy it would be called just that.

Oh bother, the Justicarot has found the expensive hair cream again

Yeh, Joe Xia was there when it happened.

I want to see him hop

"The Australian Magpie (Cracticus tibicen) is a medium-sized black and white passerine bird native to Australia and southern New Guinea. A member of the Artamidae, it is closely related to the butcherbirds. At one stage, the Australian Magpie was considered to be three separate species, although zones of hybridisation between forms reinforced the idea of a single species with several subspecies, nine of which are now recognised. The adult Australian Magpie is a fairly robust bird ranging from 37 to 43 cm (14.5–17 in) in length, with distinctive black and white plumage, red eyes and a solid wedge-shaped bluish-white and black bill. The male and female are similar in appearance, and can be distinguished by differences in back markings. With its long legs, the Australian Magpie walks rather than waddles or hops and spends much time on the ground. This adaptation has led to some authorities maintaining it in its own genus Gymnorhina. Described as one of Australia's most accomplished songbirds, the Australian Magpie has an array of complex vocalisations." Er, well... "accomplished" , "array" and "complex" is a little bit optimistic but I suppose Wikipaedia does try its best.

[meanwhile, its a very special Paper Hat Evening in the Paddock with copious amounts of entertainment catching a drift with a compelling hunt for a pair of Emrys brain cells]

I just wanted to say that one can only suff so much into a Munchkin and if Toto doesn't fit, sod it, something will have to hang out

BABE-ALICIOUS!!

[meanwhile, it is a High Priest Vatican Assassin Warlock Week at the Paddock]

Better strap on my rubber hoof gloves

If we remain so quiet that one can hear the creak of forced rhubarb growing in the dark it will be entirely possible that he might just ban himself.

[rubbing up quite nicely against the rubber Gnome]

Ninety-nine dreams I have had Every one a red Ga-nome Now it's all over and I'm standin' pretty In this dust that's a Paddockity If I could find a souvenir Just to prove the world was here And here is a Ga-nome I think of you and let it go *Boot*

You and I, and a little toy shop Buy a bag of Ga-nomes with the money we've got Set them free at the break of dawn 'Til one by one, they were gone Back at base, bugs in the software Flash the message, "Some thing's out there" Romping in the summer dry Ninety-nine red Ga-nomes go by Ninety-nine red Ga-nomes Romping in the summer dry Panic lads, it's a red alert There's something here from somewhere else

If we call him Acqua Gromit, Crusticar might go form him?

Goober doesn't come close...

Once again, Michael's astute analysis is absolutely correct and is quite infallible. Yeh, stuff that in yer sig yer little cutie.

Any velociraptor would do him. Doesn't have to big, just hungry.

What a fine word.. er, wot you doing using it?

If I take "Emrys" and remove the "E" and then the "m" amd them the "r" and then the "y" and then the "s" I don't Cylon or even Colon.. I just get nothing which is pleasurable. But then if I make "T" "w" "i" "t" I feel more excited.