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And yet somedays it's a comfort......All Hell's breaking loose but,
"Ah.....there's Unki with his "Alabaster Buttocks" nonsense again!"
...sighhh.
> I have to learn to spell as well...
And what would be the point of THAT!? :)
KateH
Unki wrote:
>> I have to learn to spell as well...
>
>And what would be the point of THAT!? :)
John Keats couldn't spell. That always comforted me until Al Gore invented
spellcheckers.
That Al Gore......what would we do w/out him?
KateH
We were too polite to say it.
Ummm..........Mac, we ARE living w/out him.
Kate(and I don't see the savings, yet)H :)
Best start feeding the wee Yorkies kibble, then.
KateH :)
Nooo...please...don't stop. <slaver>
WCB
Ok this is my first time in this room and was just reading some of the posts
and came across yours. Since I've never been here could you tell me what that
is all about. If it doesn't drive anyone insane on you telling it again love to
hear. Till then
I'm off doing nothing. oh how fun.
Kerryanne
Mclaughlin
I really liked your posting about Dublin history - the one where you
mentioned the old map. Another one would be nice.
You'd be missed if you left.
Derek
Ah, sure we all have days like that.
Derek
Duck
:I really liked your posting about Dublin history - the one where you
:mentioned the old map. Another one would be nice.
The old map? I don't even remember that one - are you it wasn't about the
time I farted while making love to a Broadway chours girl and set off her
Carbon Monoxide dectector? Sadly I do recall that incident too well...
:You'd be missed if you left.
Tell that to some people around here.
> "Derek Bell" <derek_...@yahoo.com> wrote in message
> You'd be missed if you left.
:*I second that and if I could think up one for you instead, as a punishment,
:our english teacher in school made us write an essay on, 'life from the
:inside of a table tennis ball' ......good luck.
I have decided I am going to emigrate to soc.culture.scottish on March 18.
We can have an old fashioned ‘Emigration Wake’ with a culchie fiddler with
the arse out of his trousers at the dockside and all the SCI women wearing
black shawls and blessing themselves. Then I can arrive at SCS holding a
pickled herring to make my fortune. Yeah that’s it, I’ve made my mind up
now – there is nothing here at SCI for me now – I am ‘taking the boat’ to
SCS. I’ve got an Uncle Conway over there and he said he is gong to put me
up for a few weeks until I get myself sorted and up on my feet. Another Irishman
is to leave his homeland.
>I have decided I am going to emigrate to soc.culture.scottish on March 18.
>We can have an old fashioned ‘Emigration Wake’ with a culchie fiddler with
>the arse out of his trousers at the dockside and all the SCI women wearing
>black shawls and blessing themselves. Then I can arrive at SCS holding a
>pickled herring to make my fortune. Yeah that’s it, I’ve made my mind up
>now – there is nothing here at SCI for me now – I am ‘taking the boat’ to
>SCS. I’ve got an Uncle Conway over there and he said he is gong to put me
>up for a few weeks until I get myself sorted and up on my feet. Another Irishman
>is to leave his homeland.
You might want to wait until the nazi invasion has subsided, or until
Conway finally shuffles of this mortal coil. There's a couple of
entertaining miniJustins, though.
Gavin Bailey
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than before to say 'Registry corrupt. System halted'."
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Ask and ye shall receive (a repost or two):
"That part of Dublin (around Werburgh Street) is very old indeed and
> even today with all the modern buildings around there it's still
> retains an antiquated feel about it. Holly should take a walk around
> some of the streets to help her digest her Smoked Cod and Chips. She's
> in the heart of Viking Dublin anyway and much of the street layout
> hasn't changed since Viking and medieval times. Some remains of the
> inner city wall is there still at Cook Street. Dublin was that size in
> 1200 AD - when it started to grow the 'suburbs' were called
> 'Liberties' and were attached to the guardianship of certain saints.
>
> Even though it's hard to pick out the medieval features without a lot
> of poring over books some things will give this part of Dublin away
> for what it is. The hills, for one. Nowhere else in modern Dublin city
> are there found these up-and-down streets. The first settlers, and
> then the Danes built the city to be nice and safe on top of the hill.
> The narrow winding streets are another giveaway - though some of their
> colourful names like Cutpurse Lane and Hangman's (Hammond) Lane have
> gone. But Fishamble Street is still there: it was the ancient fish
> market, just up from the river. Another giveaway is the drop you have
> to make when you enter any of the medieval buildings marked on the
> map. Ground level goes up about one foot every century.
>
> Medieval Dublin was noisy, busy, dark inside dwellings (no windows,
> candles), and very smelly. People did their washing and took their
> drinking water from a river called the Poddle. It was their lifeline,
> even though it sometimes overflowed and flooded their houses beyond
> repair. Now the Poddle has been driven underground and most Dubliners
> never think about it. But the Poddle actually surfaces in the grounds
> of a convent in Blackpitts. You can also see where it flows into the
> Liffey - if you cross over to Ormond Quay. You could go further and
> find some old maps of Dublin and trace the Poddle right out to where
> its source is, in Tallaght/Walkinstown. It's above ground quite a bit
> after Harold's Cross. But meanwhile Holly, when you walk over these
> ancient streets towards Beshoffs, remember that they are built on
> water.
>
> This part of Dublin has always been different that other parts of the
> city. It even has its own folklore such as the infamous 'Dolocher'
> Sometime near the end of the. eighteenth century women in Dublin
> reported that on the way home on dark winter
> evenings they had been attacked by a cloaked figure which looked like
> a black pig. As the reports grew of the black pig no woman would go
> home at night unescorted. Shortly beforehand a man called Olocher was
> sentenced to death for an assault on a young woman which resulted in
> her death, and while awaiting execution he was confined in the Black
> Dog Prison in Cornmarket. On the morning on which he was to be
> executed, however, was found dead in his cell, having cut his own
> throat, and the authorities could not understand how he got hold of a
> weapon.
>
> The following night a sentry at Cook Street found was in an
> unconscious condition. When he revived he was paralysed on one side,
> and said he had been attacked by a huge black-pig, and then a sentry
> on night duty at the Black Dog Prison disappeared from his post, and
> wasn't seen again. His clothes were found draped in his own blood and
> naturally the story got about that the black pig, now believed to be
> the reincarnation of the dead Olocher, had devoured him.
>
> Sometime later a woman swore before a magistrate that she had seen
> 'The Dolocher' which by now this was what Dublin people had christened
> the apparition. 'For the next two winters the figure appeared at
> intervals around Christchurch, and hardly anyone would go near, that
> area by night, and residents nearby who kept pigs, were a times
> innocently accused of being the culprits.
>
> After the two years a country blacksmith who had come to the city to
> find business suddenly and finally solved the problem. Afterwards he
> joined some friends in a hostelry in Winetavern Street, where they
> engaged in a long and happy drinking session. On the way home the
> smith singing in a merry fashion made his way through Christchurch
> Yard (which then rejoiced in the name 'Hell'), when to his amazement
> he was attacked by a black pig. Taken unawares the tough smith brought
> his, huge hands down on the figure in a hammer blow, which stretched
> out creature on the ground. The 'Dolocher's identity was then
> revealed. It was a man dressed in a black pig and an inquiry resulted
> in revealing that it was in fact the prison sentry who had
> mysteriously disappeared. Before he died next day from a fractured
> skull, he confessed that it was he who had smuggled the knife in to
> Olocher in prison, and then spread the story of the ghostly pig,
> before taking on the disguise, so as to frighten people away, while he
> went around at night robbing houses.
>
> So Holly don't be alarmed, most of the people around there are
> reasonably normal in comparisons. You see, we Dubliners have always
> been a bit eccentric to say the least. By the way, don't forget to put
> loads of vinegar on your chips. I know you Yanks have a hard time with
> this but it does make them taste a million times better and the acid
> in the vinegar helps you digest the lard that is embedded inside the
> fish batter."
******
"Well Holly it was there that Dublin all started, not in the year 988
as the 1988 Millennium celebrations might suggest, but more than a
century earlier. Norwegian Vikings settled on the banks of the Liffey
in 841; their battles with their Danish counterparts came to an end 11
years later with the arrival of Olaf, who united the two sides and
founded the Norse Kingdom of Dublin. The early dwellings were in the
neighbourhood of Christ Church Cathedral on the heights above the
Liffey where the Black Pool (Dubhlinn) at the confluence of the Liffey
and the Poddle rivers was large enough to take their ships. The area
of settlement then crept westward, making a main thoroughfare of what
is now High Street.
The medieval city of Dublin grew and the names of its streets still
have a ring of their time about them. They are named for the saints to
whom the people of the Middle Ages were devoted: Michael's Hill,
Nicholas Street, Patrick Street, Francis Street, John's Lane, James's
Street, Werburgh Street, Bride Street, Thomas Street. All of these
still run along, or connect with, the spine of old Dublin, which goes
from cast to west from Christ Church and the Castle in the direction
of Kilmainham, where once there stood the vast priory lands of the
Knights of St. John of Jerusalem. It was in the streets here on the
ridge above the Liffey that the Vikings and the Gaels of Ireland
intermixed to become the Hiberno-Norse. Here, too, that Dublin,
because of clerical rivalry, in the 12th century became the only town
in Christendom to have two great cathedral churches. Here, too, the
Black Death raged in 1347. The old town has seen kingdoms and
republics proclaimed. King James had his capital here before the
battle of the Boyne and King William afterwards. round the streets
near Burdocks walked Jonathan Swift, the Dean of St. Patrick's, and
George Frederick Handel. Here the United Irishmen plotted insurrection
in 1798, that year in which the Irish prophecy read that there would
be "a mild winter, a wet spring, a bloody summer ... and No King". The
1798 rising was fiercely put down and five years later outside St.
Catherine's Church, at the western end of Thomas Street, Robert Emmet,
"The Darling of Erin", was executed for his leadership of an ill-fated
and ill-planned insurrection. As time passed, Old Dublin gradually
lost its importance and the city centre moved eastwards; when the
Irish Free State was founded in the 1920s, the centre of government
moved out of Dublin Castle."
****
Now I had these saved, but for the life of me I can't find the walking tour
instructions. Ah well, I have them printed off and you can't have them.
And so when the alabaster moon coming over the mountain goes away forever
again, I have these memories saved. Isn't he such a darling man? :)
Holly
Aw, sweetie. Come her and let us give you a hug.
Terry
>Aw, sweetie. Come her and let us give you a hug.
No, I have the pickled herring in me hand now and I'm off for good.
> Terry McT <mcti...@earthlink.net.takeout> wrote:
>
> >Aw, sweetie. Come her and let us give you a hug.
>
>
>
> No, I have the pickled herring in me hand now and I'm off for good.
>
Why did you nickname it "pickled herring"?
Terry
>I have decided I am going to emigrate to soc.culture.scottish on March 18.
>We can have an old fashioned ‘Emigration Wake’ with a culchie fiddler with
>the arse out of his trousers at the dockside and all the SCI women wearing
>black shawls and blessing themselves. Then I can arrive at SCS holding a
>pickled herring to make my fortune. Yeah that’s it, I’ve made my mind up
>now – there is nothing here at SCI for me now – I am ‘taking the boat’
to
>SCS. I’ve got an Uncle Conway over there and he said he is gong to put me
>up for a few weeks until I get myself sorted and up on my feet. Another
>Irishman
>is to leave his homeland.
It's OK. We'll all just follow you there. Not to worry.
> I have decided I am going to emigrate to soc.culture.scottish on March 18.
> We can have an old fashioned ‘Emigration Wake’ with a culchie fiddler with
> the arse out of his trousers at the dockside and all the SCI women wearing
> black shawls and blessing themselves. Then I can arrive at SCS holding a
> pickled herring to make my fortune. Yeah that’s it, I’ve made my mind up
> now – there is nothing here at SCI for me now – I am ‘taking the boat’ to
> SCS. I’ve got an Uncle Conway over there and he said he is gong to put me
> up for a few weeks until I get myself sorted and up on my feet. Another Irishman
> is to leave his homeland.
Should I wrap the going away Celtic jersey up or not?
bren
> In article <3c6b9fb6$1...@news.boards.ie>,
> "unki" <kfuz...@tinet.ie> writes:
>
> > I have decided I am going to emigrate to soc.culture.scottish on March 18.
> > We can have an old fashioned ‘Emigration Wake’
"Oh, I wish I was
in Carrickfergus...." (American-accented tenor.)
Kevin
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I've got an Uncle Conway over there and he said he is gong to put me
> > up for a few weeks until I get myself sorted and up on my feet.
I know your Uncle Conway and I think you would be well advised to take out
an insurance - for a start he is in Kentucky or the Isle of Man at the
moment and in any case he is in no position to offer you his hospitality -
his arse is oot the windae.
--
The adorable Adam Whyte-Settlar
- destined to be forever in the minority
(From soc.culture.scottish.)
What did you snip here before re-posting, *nglishman ?
Was there something significant about the date or are you just trying
to stir up trouble amongst the Celts (again) ?
>
>I've got an Uncle Conway over there and he said he is going to put me
>up for a few weeks until I get myself sorted and up on my feet.
>
>I know your Uncle Conway and I think you would be well advised to take out
>an insurance - for a start he is in Kentucky or the Isle of Man at the
>moment and in any case he is in no position to offer you his hospitality -
>his arse is oot the windae.
Regrettably, this part is indeed true !
Uncle Conway went curling on a frozen Crick with his wife's best
cast-iron skillet. Due to a minor collapse of the surface, the skillet
is now *in* the Crick and cannot be retreived until the Spring thaw.
Uncle Conway is now *deep* in the smelly brown stuff and I don't
mean the mud at the bottom of the Crick. I understand that solace has
been sought at the bottom of a jar of Caine's Elixir.
-- The Despicable Stewart
-- Perfidious Alban
-- http://www.scs.informer.ukgateway.net
> I know your Uncle Conway and I think you would be well advised to take out
> an insurance - for a start he is in Kentucky or the Isle of Man at the
> moment and in any case he is in no position to offer you his hospitality -
> his arse is oot the windae.
> --
Am I to be arsed about in this manner?
Is there no respect whatsoever for the truly aged there in New Zealand?
And must you be spreading these canards about me throughout Ireland?
I bid young Thomas welcome and here you come to dissuade him.
Pay no attention to the Remittance man, Unki, he's embittered over having to
leave his ancestral *nglish manor and the soft life. No servants now to tend
to his every wish.
Less New Zealand émigrés and more Irish, I say.
-Conway
Probably at the request of the one who wears the pants in the
family requesting
another home repair. Better than being on the roof. :)
Holly
Why ever not Have you failed to point out bright lights? big city?
Fancy men? Hmmm?
> Now add in the inducement of Knoxville shopping malls and credit
cards and
> we might strike a deal.
Fine, fine, fine. Just cancel the cards as soon as they're out of
sight.
> We don't have a lock on the licker cabinet, we has a very large dog
what
> sleeps on the licker cabinet.
> He don't drink neither.
I am just sure we can come up with a bitch in heat. Somewhere.
> -Conway
> (BTW no Mountain Man EVER eats canned beans)
Rather depends which mountains, doncha tink?
Listen and learn.
The wife would immediately grow very suspicious should as a husband begin
promoting such a thing .
The proper approach is "I really wish you woulndn't go down to Knoxville
Town. It jest ain't safe".
> > Now add in the inducement of Knoxville shopping malls and credit
> cards and
> > we might strike a deal.
>
>
> Fine, fine, fine. Just cancel the cards as soon as they're out of
> sight.
But then they'd turn around and come right back home, arriving before we got
shet of the Fancy women.
> > We don't have a lock on the licker cabinet, we has a very large dog
> what
> > sleeps on the licker cabinet.
> > He don't drink neither.
>
> I am just sure we can come up with a bitch in heat. Somewhere.
Wouldn't work.
He don't got no....um.....equipment either.
He played "Coon on a log" once too often .
> -Conway
> > (BTW no Mountain Man EVER eats canned beans)
> Rather depends which mountains, doncha tink?
You are thinking of those piles of barren granite out west, aintcha?
-Conway
Hey Holly, I've been reading some of your posts on SCI.
You're lookin' good, girl!
-Conway
Has she gotten ya to take down the Christmas lights yet? :)
>
> Hey Holly, I've been reading some of your posts on SCI.
> You're lookin' good, girl!
> -Conway
I give it the all-American try. :) Not much time really with
helping out
with the wee one. Just in case you haven't seen her yet:
http://pages.prodigy.net/holly-mott/ She looks just like me, of
course.
We had a discussion of "wee" in SCI. Northern Ireland and
Scotland were
mentioned as.......... I'm not sure. It's used by the Irish,
NIers and the Scots, but
sometimes for different reasons.
Wee Wee Granny
>Speaking of home repairs, it was back in the trees this weekend.
>My dear wife does not like Burr Ball trees (Sweet Gum).
I love sweetgum trees! They are so cool looking.
>Hey Holly, I've been reading some of your posts on SCI.
>You're lookin' good, girl!
You're right granda, looking back at the last few days posts Holly has been
quite funny and about the only thing I read here that's wasn't some stupid
shite about the abortion carry-on. SCI is bollixed. Some people like it insular,
boring and pedantic so I'm sure they are loving SCI right now. This place
is rubbish without me and the two Bren's and Fr Des. I have no problem saying
this and eh, Duck is ok as well (I have visions of him being that famous
17th century mechaical shitting duck that Voltaire once remarked that it
summed-up French culture) but most of the rest of you contribute almost nothing
to this newsgroup especially the Yanks housewives/lesbians who are just a
shower of hard-up yentas trying to bag themselves a Mick husband.
Now I hafta look that up, and then run my bath water again for
now it's cold.
When I come back, I'm off to SCS to try and bag a Scot.
Duck
It is not used in most of the Republic of Ireland - only in areas near
the border such as Donegal or Louth. Elsewhere they think you are
strange if you say it.
Richard
Given that "wee" is a Scots word, it would make sense for it to be used in
the Scots speaking, or former-Scots speaking, areas.
She's lovely Holly. Congratulations!
Cheers, Helen
<Snipped extraneous comments made by our resident Saxon>
> > > Probably at the request of the one who wears the pants in the
> > > family requesting
> > > another home repair. Better than being on the roof. :)
> > >
> > Speaking of home repairs, it was back in the trees this
> weekend.
> > My dear wife does not like Burr Ball trees (Sweet Gum).
>
> Has she gotten ya to take down the Christmas lights yet? :)
> >
> > Hey Holly, I've been reading some of your posts on SCI.
> > You're lookin' good, girl!
> > -Conway
>
> I give it the all-American try. :) Not much time really with
> helping out
> with the wee one. Just in case you haven't seen her yet:
> http://pages.prodigy.net/holly-mott/ She looks just like me, of
> course.
What a little doll!
And yes there is a strong resemblance.
I know you are so proud you could pop.
> We had a discussion of "wee" in SCI. Northern Ireland and
> Scotland were
> mentioned as.......... I'm not sure. It's used by the Irish,
> NIers and the Scots, but
> sometimes for different reasons.
>
Plus the usual dose of Irish obfuscation.
;=)
-Conway
Aye she's a richt bonnie bairn. Or as I would say now. A
beautiful baby.
Congratulations to the proud Granny. :-)
JohnA
Now don't take it personal. Sir Thomas has regrouped and is now
in his battle
mode. I love it when he gets all causy. Presently, he is taking a
stance against
latex.
Wouldn't that be Scots-Irish country, so to speak? Probably why
the term has been
carried into that area?
Holly
Thank you, Helen. I'm as proud as a peacock. And, it's nice to
hear from you
again and I hope you and yours have been keeping well.
Holly
Thank you very kindly, John. The bairn is only 8 weeks old and
yesterday she
when she came through the door, she smiled when she saw me and
raised an
eyebrow. She knows me. She really knows me!
Well I started off by bouncing her on my knee as the travel show
of Scotland was
on the television. The story of Bonnie Prince Charlie was being
told and the bagpipes
were playing. Then, I propped her on a pillow and proceeded to
have a
chat and show her family pictures. She sat up and fell over. I
propped her back up
and she proceeded to do it again and again. She kept me in
stitches for half an hour,
I suppose because she was stuck there and couldn't get back up on
her own. She
landed on her head and was looking around as if to say, what do I
do now? My son
didn't think it so funny and was concerned about her. New
parents! Now, I'll try to
refrain from keeping everyone abreast of her daily activities,
but it won't be easy. :)
Holly
Thanks, Conway. She likes me best, I can tell. :)
>
> > We had a discussion of "wee" in SCI. Northern Ireland and
> > Scotland were
> > mentioned as.......... I'm not sure. It's used by the Irish,
> > NIers and the Scots, but
> > sometimes for different reasons.
> >
> Plus the usual dose of Irish obfuscation.
> ;=)
> -Conway
Now the Irish are a bit confusing at times. Oh gee. Did this
cross-post?
Holly :)
Crikey, Holly I thought you were in your Twenties...
Its like the "young policeman" thing, only at my age, everybody looks
younger...
Lovely baby....
>
>
>
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Bryn Fraser
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-Tom Hayden
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http://www.thefrasers.com
Naw....I'll be 50 in October. All these years, I've been waiting
to grow up and
become a serious minded adult. It just never happened. :)
>
> Its like the "young policeman" thing, only at my age, everybody
looks
> younger...
It's all relative. I see a 16 year old behind the wheel of a car
and it makes
me very nervous. Looks like they should still be in nappies to
me. :)
>
> Lovely baby....
Thank you. She's the apple of my eye. :)
Holly
*I didn't.
Sir Thomas has regrouped and is now
> in his battle
> mode. I love it when he gets all causy.
*Causy?
Presently, he is taking a
> stance against
> latex.
>
*Close enough to rubber and as a duck that's worrying.
Duck
Pah! You old charmer you.
> > Lovely baby....
>
> Thank you. She's the apple of my eye. :)
Oh great! - here come those bloody recipes again.
Apple of eye.
Take the eye of one haggis...
Jim Stewart
Now here we are talking behind their backs, right under their
noses.
All my Scottish ancestors are crying out from the grave for me to
switch
loyalties. I have a few stories I could tell ya. I hope the Scots
appreciate irony,
hyperbole, out-and-out lies, so forth and so on. I'll try to keep
vulgarities to
a minimum. :)
Holly
I hate you.
I took the sensitive approach. :)
>
> Sir Thomas has regrouped and is now
> > in his battle
> > mode. I love it when he gets all causy.
>
> *Causy?
Up on a soapbox.
>
> Presently, he is taking a
> > stance against
> > latex.
> >
> *Close enough to rubber and as a duck that's worrying.
>
>
> Duck
It keeps ya afloat.
Holly
Isn't Irish anatomy wonderful that way?
--
Saint Séimí mac Liam
Carriagemaker to the court of Queen Maeve
Prophet of The Great Tagger
Canonized December '99
They have eyes in the back of their heads. I know that.
Holly
And I'll try to behave myself this time. But, I wouldn't count on
it.
Holly (on a full moon)
Aaaah...I was only trying to make him laugh. :)
Holly
> > > Now here we are talking behind their backs, right under their
> > > noses.
> >
> > Isn't Irish anatomy wonderful that way?
>
> They have eyes in the back of their heads. I know that.
>
Preferable to having their heads up their ***** I would have thought?
> (bear in mind too that Adam is having to do his own cooking right now as
his
> long suffering wife made her (temporary) escape to Scotland)
I'll have you know that I do *all* the cooking whether the pastie-faced
dwarf is here or not.
I'm being ganged up on here and no reinforcements in sight. Ok. I
started
it, but that's beside the point. It's a woman's duty.
Holly
Now you've done it. That's below the belt, Woodard!
Maybe I'm in Ireland.
Well, thank you. :)
>
>"Holly" <ho...@prodigy.xxxx> wrote in message
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>>
>> "Séimí mac Liam" <gwy...@aracnet.com> wrote in message
>> > You have ink on your pigtails again.
>>
>> :)
>>
>>
>Me gusto.
>
>
You really like those guys who trimmed the trees, don't you?
MacRobert
Well it was a full moon on Wednesday. I believe there is
something to be said for the gravitational pull on the fluids in
the brain. :)
Holly
>
>"MacRobert" <MacR...@th.hoose> wrote in message
>news:3c7ec33f...@basic.bs.webusenet.com...
>> On Thu, 28 Feb 2002 02:46:47 -0800, "Séimí mac Liam"
>> <gwy...@aracnet.com> paused to reflect but wrote anyway:
>>
>> >
>> >"Holly" <ho...@prodigy.xxxx> wrote in message
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>> >> "Séimí mac Liam" <gwy...@aracnet.com> wrote in message
>>
>> >> > You have ink on your pigtails again.
>> >>
>> >> :)
>> >>
>> >>
>> >Me gusto.
>> >
>> >
>>
>> You really like those guys who trimmed the trees, don't you?
>>
>They did a good job, but the earth didn't move.
>
>
arrrgh!
"Vice is nice, but incest is best." I forget who told me that. :)
Holly
Now try to tell me that "pastie-faced dwarf" is a Scottish term
of endearment. :)
Holly
Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker...from my role model
(another) Dorothy Parker.
There must be something by Mae West that we can hold up as an
example. :)
Holly
Nope - Ogden Nash, "Reflections on Ice Breaking" - see
http://www.westegg.com/nash/ice-breaking.cgi
--
Joe Makowiec can be reached at:
makowiec(at)nycap(dot)rr(dot)com
Now we all know, that he is just put out because she had the
nerve to leave
him on his own for a while and he just misses her terribly. :)
Holly
Coming from Adam it is!
Cheers, Helen
Ack! Correction accepted. Sorry. :)
Doc
'eis *nglish.
Jim Stewart
Cheers, Helen