Yeknodathon

Le Gnomette avec pointy chapeau rouge

Au contraire, its Le Ribet! Like Ford Mustang.

That'll confuse the Merkins...

Well, if you must, though I wouldn't keep it that simple.

Oh, just brush on some epoxy resin. Try a fluid Dorosh with a thin smear of Emrys or Justicar etrathal tetrachlorophthalic anhydride as the hardener to gain a good, tight bond. Though the true sculptor would always go for the arc welder and goggles.

I get 'em from the veterinary. He doesn't use a glass or water. Just rather a lot of motive force.

[staring backwards into the shimmering splendour of the paddock pond] Well, I suppose I could shed a few ounces here and there... *snort*

I confuse neither. Some are a great mass of water, some tributaries feeding the surge while others are puddles which evaporate into nothing or seep and trickle beneath us in caverns of abject anonymity. Nothing a good dose of chlorine wouldn't cure, I should say, and bit of pumpin' round a sewage farm.

Of course, the great, rolling, untrammelled Mississippi starts in Minnesota... [twirls a geographical tail] ... from beneath a pointy hat, some say

See, yer anatomy of yer Justicar, like yer puffer fish, is a very rare and specialised subject. So I won't say. Underneath the armpit. Unshaved.

Justicar maki with plump, juicy slivers of pickled ginger layed on the top and a little bowl of soy sauce with an appreciable amount of wasabi mixed and those little sesame seeds sticking to the outside and the seaweed layer containing yer finest, rarest slices of raw, rolled Justicar. Makes me dribble.

Hence the wasabi. Sushiphobe.

*tears well up again in his eyes as he runs his hand through old, forgotten cat litter that hasn't been used for some time* *sigh* brings back memories of a long departed friend and fellow MBTer! *sniffle* </font>

[muffled scraping from behind the Paddock shed...] ... I wasn't going to mention cat litter... *snort*

[bloviates on a carrot in a languid, Mediterranean cafe existential sort of way]

Erm, how do we Nabla score Boo?

*snort* does he point back?

I'd donate a thistle to see Joe Shaw's head glued to a scratch-built X-wing figher. But I suppose one has to wait.

I suppose it could have been Volkswag.... [swings a tail of higher educational sensibility] ... Porsh probably being a little too challenging.

I'm particularly looking forward to the $10 Grog Modules. Bren Tripod Platinum Edition is of particular interest.

I'm particularly looking forward to the $10 Grog Modules. Bren Tripod Platinum Edition is of particular interest.

Irrepressible noggin?

Excruciating doesn't come near... it's like flabby, tag-team wrestling without the exertion.

Now here we go....why have we waited so long to discuss this topic ??? </font>

I just wanted to mention the St Lawrence Seaway and how insignificant it is compared to me internal plumbing.