How amusing a group to a sophisticate like myself
Ladoli
As I sit myself here in my genuine calfskin setee and smoking jacket, puffing
away on my pre-1950 Dunhill (anything after that is so crude, middle class
really)
stuffed three-quarters to the top of the bowl with (the original) Rattray's,
and fondling my platinum tamper and gazing lovingly on my WWI-era trench
lighter, it behooves me to say how amusing this little group is...albeit quite
pedestrian.
My heavens, it is to laugh at times. For example, yon bemoaning regarding
Escudo...why, any fool of sufficent education knew to fill his cellar with
these tins before they were discontinued.
And all of this praise of corn cobs....(excuse me whist I give my white Siamese
cat another dollop of heavy cream--there you are, Precious)...how very common.
This just goes to show the lowliest among us can still appreciate the pleasure
of smoking, albeit in a horrible container. Mayhap we should start a fund to
get up enough for a pre-transition Barling for the poor souls? Tsk.
I felt the need, gentlemen, to grace you with this missive to let you know
there are sophisitcates like myself who read this group. And how very lucky for
you; you are truly blessed, although not as much as myself, because I am
smoking a pre-1950 Dunhill. If you will now excuse me, I now have to go wave
to the commoners from my balcony, with by pre-1950 Dunhill firmly clenched
twixt my teeth.
"Yes...I shall go down in history as the the man who opened a door!"
--Ever After (movie)
"He said he felt a longing...for home."
--last line of Star Trek: Voyager ep "Living Witness," on The Doctor
The Blender
Michael D. Lindner
a breath of fresh air. Thank you, kind sir.
Regards,
M. Lindner
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Ladoli wrote in message <19990807005010...@ng-ba1.aol.com>...
>
>As I sit myself here in my genuine calfskin setee and smoking jacket,
puffing
>away on my pre-1950 Dunhill (anything after that is so crude, middle class
>really)
>stuffed three-quarters to the top of the bowl with (the original)
Rattray's,
>and fondling my platinum tamper and gazing lovingly on my WWI-era trench
>lighter, it behooves me to say how amusing this little group is...albeit
quite
>pedestrian.
(The rest of this amusing anecdote has been snipped in the name of brevity.)
E. Glenn Brooks
-Glenn
<http://www.recollect.com>
In article <7ogf1b$k...@enews1.newsguy.com>, "Michael D. Lindner"
<mr.bla...@blattyblah.com> wrote something not worth repeating:
<grin> Hi, Mike!
Tattace3
bowl circa '98 ;)
Jimmy
>Subject: How amusing a group to a sophisticate like myself
>From: lad...@aol.com (Ladoli)
>Date: Sat, 07 August 1999 12:50 AM EDT
>Message-id: <19990807005010...@ng-ba1.aol.com>
>
>
>As I sit myself here in my genuine calfskin setee and smoking jacket, puffing
>away on my pre-1950 Dunhill (anything after that is so crude, middle class
>really)
>stuffed three-quarters to the top of the bowl with (the original) Rattray's,
>and fondling my platinum tamper and gazing lovingly on my WWI-era trench
>lighter, it behooves me to say how amusing this little group is...albeit
>quite
>pedestrian.
>
Michael D. Lindner
E. Glenn Brooks wrote in message ...
>One more of these and I'm going to have to break out the hip waders.
><mr.bla...@blattyblah.com> wrote something not worth repeating:
Oh, how droll! Goodness me, my sides ache from the chuckling!
(I'll get you...)
;-)
m.
Paul Tatum
<snip>
> >and fondling my platinum tamper ...
That's not really the mental image I wanted this morning ....
Mark Stern
I've heard it said that 1792 will do that to a person.
Phil Taylor
something I got out at the gas station this morning, rolling down the
highway in my rusted out 4 wheel drive pick'em up truck without a muffler,
tamping with a roofing nail I found on the construction site and relighting
with my Bic Clic. :-)
By the way, my mutt would love to meet Precious!
Ladoli wrote in message <19990807005010...@ng-ba1.aol.com>...
>
>As I sit myself here in my genuine calfskin setee and smoking jacket,
Dave Nester
> >and fondling my platinum tamper and gazing lovingly on my WWI-era trench
It seems to me this fellow fondles more than his platinum tamper!!
Dave
>
Deacon
Just when I think the world has returned from the brink of hell...I discover
the Devil in a calfskin smoking jacket!
You made my sides hurt!
Deacon
--
"...the moment a man takes to the pipe he becomes a philosopher. It's a poor
mans friend: it calms the mind, soothes the temper, and makes a man patient
under difficulties. It has made more good men, good husbands, kind masters,
indulgent fathers, than any other thing on this blessed earth." - Thomas
Chandler Haliburton
Funny1 & filly
>
>And all of this praise of corn cobs....(excuse me whist I give my white Siamese
>cat another dollop of heavy cream--there you are, Precious)...how very common.
>
Precious is going to get the sh*ts! Oh well, I'm sure a man of your
distinction probably has an abundance of servants who'll clean that
up! ;-)
Lee Green aka Funny1 (Well not ALWAYS!)
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