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| | From: --sunday (Original Message) | Sent: 12/21/2008 11:46 PM |
This night a great battle is waged between the Oak King a/k/a the Green Knight and the Holly King a/k/a Santa Claus. The Oak King will prevail and the days will get longer until Summer Solstice when they will do battle again and the Holly King will prevail. Wishing all of you a Blessed Yule. |
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My hero Dr Vervoerd knew the truth . Bladdy can't have Kaffirsd sitting on round things, man. Ag sis! they'd fall off and donner themselves. |
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Snow. There are leprechauns and Fairies. Just a question of choice. We have Bogles. Fierce savage folk, haters of disobedient children and impertinent wives and criminals. Robert Burns "Af Bogles and Brunnis is this Buke full". Don't fool around with them they blight potatoes and make houses messes. Just an excuse for the servants to be idle. "Please sir no sir it was the Bogles again sir" |
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I believe in many things not seen by man. | I too. T-dog's confession sheet.........PBA's dog pooper scraper, ........Mark's wedding ring........... GO and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me where all past years are, Or who cleft the devil's foot, Teach me to hear mermaids singing, Or to keep off envy's stinging, And find What wind Serves to advance an honest mind.
If thou be'st born to strange sights, Things invisible to see, Ride ten thousand days and nights, Till age snow white hairs on thee, Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me, All strange wonders that befell thee, And swear, No where Lives a woman true and fair.
If thou find'st one, let me know, Such a pilgrimage were sweet; Yet do not, I would not go, Though at next door we might meet, Though she were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two, or three. |
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GO and catch a falling star, Put it in your pocket............................. and burn your bloody arse. Flash one of my kids may have been a Bogles. When his mother would complain about the mess he made he would tell her " a messy house is a happy house". He was 45 yesterday and still a slob! Educated yes but still a slob or maybe a bogle.
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Catch a falling star was that Perry Como? Bogles are horrible things Is he kinda warty? |
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On the subject of messy bairns one thing annoys me is the Zits comic. Little bastard gets away with it. |
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I think knarley is a better adjective than warty. I e-mail him Zits comic strips too. The writer of the strip must have written his bio and uses it as a guide for his strip. |
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New Zealand Maoris have Taniwhas, who occupy rivers and forests. They have enormous supernatural power. Whenever a project affecting rivers or forests is proposed, out come the protesters, saying it will disturb the Taniwha. Funnily enough, if largesse is given, the tribe can appease the Taniwha, and let the project commence. Jimbert |
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We have those too Jimbert. In towns they are called ethnic minorites (See Regent's park Mosque Willesden Shrine) in the country New Age travellers and Gypsies. |
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Tom, it's Winter Solstice one way or the other, so no, you needn't be insulted, so long as he didn't send a fruitcake along with it. |
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Shula, okay but this evil athiest refuses to acknowledge baby Jesus & sends me these cards to torment me. Even has a fish with "Darwin" in the middle on his car. I shall light a candle for him but I am out of matches praying for Flashman's tormented soul. T-Dog |
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Largesse will appease any god or tribe of said god. Oddly, it will also appease Managers of History Groups as well. |
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Lucky for your friend, Tom, you don't have any matches left. Not acknowledging Baby Jesus could get you burned at the stake. |
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Shula, do they burn warlocks too? T-Dog |
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I am glad to see your efforts on behalf of Holy Church, my Brother in Christ and might I express my embarassment at the crudity of the better looking half of site management in trying to extract vast pourboirs from toi? |
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