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Originally posted by Michael Dorosh:

</font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by YK2:

Glad you could join us Durbish .

The geisha girls have arrived... but they seem to be having some trouble getting past the doorman.

Panzer Leader ... put that girl down.

Apologies Durbish he gets carried away at times. :D

Panzer Leader is now officially unwelcome to partake of my lovely butter tarts. It's my mom's recipe, but Terence's wife isn't the only one who knows how to bake!

Currant allergies, anyone?</font>

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Originally posted by Michael Dorosh:

Panzer Leader is now officially unwelcome to partake of my lovely butter tarts. It's my mom's recipe, but Terence's wife isn't the only one who knows how to bake!

Currant allergies, anyone?

No currant allergies here! Thank you for the butter tarts Michael. smile.gif

Sorry Panzer Leader...maybe Yeknod will share his Thistle Cake with you. :D

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Ohhhhhh, how wonderful it is in here. So soft, full of peace and, dare I say it ... harmony.

So, let's all unite, forget once and for all about things past and

...sing...

All together now, a song about love and harmony. Take the hand of the person next to you. Close your eyes. Yes, that's good.

And after that, a little surprise: my mother has provided us with a few pots of her famous banana soup (it consists mainly of minced meat, if you don't mind). Anyone like curry?

But what shall we sing? Wait... (sings)

</font><blockquote>code:</font><hr /><pre style="font-size:x-small; font-family: monospace;">Some things in life are bad

They can really make you mad

Other things just make you swear and curse

When you're chewing on life's gristle

Don't grumble, give a whistle

And this'll help things turn out for the best

And...</pre>

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Originally posted by Seanachai:

</font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Zarquon:

Ohhhhhh, how wonderful it is in here. So soft, full of peace and, dare I say it ... harmony.

True...

....

But I never like it for long.

Off to the Cesspool. Peace and harmony are for the other sort.</font>

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*Enters from red door, makes way past fireplace denizens and straight into the pantry from which the sounds of a heavy browsing immediately insue.*

Anyway still awake? It's off to the roof for the sunrise, champagne and whatever else I can find in here tongue.gif

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Originally posted by Panzer Leader:

My skin is starting to peel - is that normal?

Errr..you're sitting on the oven Panzer Leader.

Lady YK2 this is where you've got to. It's a little early, since I'm still at work, but I come bearing 8 bottles of Staropramen (2 packs for £6 at Sainsbury's) and a 'difficult' David Axelrod album to make sure there's no more dancing!

Would you miss a few of these sleeping ninnys - the fires of the dark-side need more 'fuel'.

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Originally posted by Nestor:

</font><blockquote>quote:</font><hr />Originally posted by Panzer Leader:

My skin is starting to peel - is that normal?

Errr..you're sitting on the oven Panzer Leader.

Lady YK2 this is where you've got to. It's a little early, since I'm still at work, but I come bearing 8 bottles of Staropramen (2 packs for £6 at Sainsbury's) and a 'difficult' David Axelrod album to make sure there's no more dancing!

Would you miss a few of these sleeping ninnys - the fires of the dark-side need more 'fuel'.</font>

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Originally posted by YK2:

That's ok Cyranoachai...

We understand that you have the ways of the Cesspoolers running through your veins, and to that you must adhere.

Anyway... no doubt, before long, this "Wonderful place of peace and harmony" will be a thing of the past.... :(

I keep feeling myself drawn towards that other comfortable home just a few doors down from here..

Which conjures up many a happy night by the fire, wine flowing, and sing songs.....

And the tales you told.......ahhhhhhhh I miss those. :D

A Lady will always have her place.

Up on the white veranda

She wears a necktie and a Panama hat.

Her passport shows a face from

Another time and place

She looks nothin' like that.

And all of the remnants of her recent past

Are scattered in the wild wind.

She walks across the marble floor

Where a voice from the gambling room is callin' her to come on in.

She smiles, walks the other way

As the last ship sails and the moon fades away

From the Cesspool of Peng.

As the mornin' light breaks open, the Gnome comes down

And he asks for a rope and a pen that will write.

"Pardon, monsieur," the Donkey says,

Cavalierly he lifts his fez,

"Am I hearin' you right?"

And as the yellow fog is liftin'

The Gnome is quickly headin' for the second floor.

She passes him on the spiral staircase

Thinkin' he's the Soviet Ambassador,

She starts to speak, but he walks away

As the storm clouds rise and the palm branches sway

On the Cesspool of Peng.

A Squire sits beneath the fan

Doin' business with an SSN who sells him a ring.

Lightning strikes, the lights blow out.

The Donkey wakes and begins to shout,

"Can you see anything?"

Then the Gnome appears on the second floor

In his bare feet with a rope around his neck,

While an Aussie in the gambling room lights up a candle,

Says, "Open up another deck."

But the Justicar says, "Attendez-vous, s'il vous plait,''

As the rain beats down and the cranes fly away

From the Cesspool of Peng.

The Donkey heard the woman laugh

As he looked around the aftermath and the Squire got tough.

He tried to grab the woman's hand,

Said, "Here's a ring, it cost a grand."

She said, "That ain't enough."

Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags

While a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb.

She passed the door that the Gnome had locked,

Where a handwritten sign read, "Do Not Disturb."

She knocked upon it anyway

As the sun went down and the music did play

On the Cesspool of Peng.

"I've got to talk to someone quick!"

But the Gnome said, "Go away," as he kicked the chair to the floor.

He hung there from the chandelier.

She cried, "Help, there's danger near

Please open up the door!"

Then the volcano erupted

And the lava flowed down from the mountain high above.

The Squire and the SSN were crouched in the corner

Thinking of forbidden love.

And the Donkey said, "It happens every day,"

As the stars fell down and the fields burned away

On the Cesspool of Peng.

As the Thread it slowly sank

The Aussie finally broke the bank in the gambling room.

Justicar said, "It's too late now.

You can take your money, but I don't know how

You'll spend it in the tomb."

And the SSN bit the Squire's ear

As the floor caved in and the boiler in the basement blew,

While she's out on the balcony, where a Knight sadly tells her,

"My darling, je vous aime beaucoup."

She sheds a tear and then begins to pray

As the fire burns on and the smoke drifts away

From the Cesspool of Peng.

I was sittin' at home alone one night in Minneapolis

Watchin' useless ****es on the seven o'clock news.

It seems there was an earthquake that

Left nothin' but a Panama hat

And a pair of old Gnome boots.

Didn't seem like much was happenin',

So I turned it off and went to grab another beer.

Seems like every time you turn around

There's another hard-luck story that you're gonna hear

And there's really nothin' anyone can say

And I never did plan to go anyway

To the Cesspool of Peng.

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I dunno quite what to say, the power of your words has left me totally *speechless*.

Suffice to say, it has taken me at least 30 mins of recovery time just to post this...

Bloody Bard....... get your ass in here and post a jolly song or somefink before I do something drastic...

Like..... like........

Direct a whole new bunch of SSN's to the Peng Thread all armed with hundreds of smilies...

And that is just for starters... so think on. tongue.gif

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*creak*

*creaaaaaaaakk* *crack* *creaaaaackkkk*

Oh, me vegemited tail..

*crick* *creaackkkkkkk*

Bother....

*crack*

Did the Gnome sing? Me whithers tingle when he sings *sniff*. It's the Tom Jones growl...

*creaaaaacck*

Don't suppose *crack* he does tails? Straight tails, tails that point in odd directions? Vegemite pointy tails?

Just wanted to ask, I don't expect an answer.

Don't expect Gnomes to swing from me tail and dismount after a flurry of agile loops and gymnastic tumbles... *sniff* one can't be too careful with a pointy tail and a swinging Gnome

*craccccccck*

Yeknod

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