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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 1:44 pm
by Julian Mayo
Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 1:58 pm
by mlittle
Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 2:03 pm
by Julian Mayo
No......the "R" comes after the "B"....as in "Br........."
Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 2:23 pm
by mlittle
Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 2:45 pm
by Julian Mayo
".........e"?
Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 11:32 pm
by jacfan
Julian Mayo wrote:jacfan wrote:I don't actually care whose fault it is or who cleans it up.... just do it someone... please. I need a soft place to fall after dealing with complete idiots lately. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
You came here to get away from idiots?...........
OMG you are right. What the hell was I thinking? See it shows what stress I have been under.
Well just get these cleaned up and don't forget the secret French chef will be arriving soon with his briefcase with the secret recipes inside. He has cleverly marked them as McLaren docs so that they won't be stolen by other chefs. Smart thinking I say.
In the meantime I will be ummmmmm busy doing ummmmm something... not sure .... ummm slee... I mean working... no ....... whatever, wherever.
Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 11:35 pm
by jacfan
Julian if you can find those hothouse strawberries, and a glass of baileys that would be great. Or anyone who finds them just bring them into my room and leave them on the bedside table. Thank you.
Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 2:42 am
by Julian Mayo
jacfan wrote:Julian if you can find those hothouse strawberries, and a glass of baileys that would be great. Or anyone who finds them just bring them into my room and leave them on the bedside table. Thank you.
Waaaaaaaaaayyy ahead of you, the new bright, woolly, red Blanky was rapped around the HH Strawberries, which were plucked , 17 minutes before reaching full ripeness .they will be poifect on delivery......The Baileys is home made, the recipe given to me by an oirish Barmaid with a 260Z, workin in the Royal Standard in 1978, ahhhhhhhh those were the days......split pin, with most of his torso sticking up thru the open sunroof on base gat, Gaz on acoustic gat, Shilo (so called because she was shy when it came to work, n would go low on any gat player who could pick the opening bars to "There is a House in Noo Orleans" forget the title) on Harmonica, The Baileys Queen, with a voice fueled by The Ark Angel Gabriel himself n two of his best contraltos toboot, n me entrusted with the steering duties.............okay.........I canna hold a note, n me drooms wouldna fit........ down to the Ocean Road we would go........not too fast, ye ken,..........but just on........on...........on........ We discovered Burrumbuttock one time.........disentangled ourselves at 10 am on a winters Saturday morn, stumbled to the door of Ye Fine Hostelery n hammered on the shuttered windows n locked door.
About 5 minutes of hammering produced a result that had two other guys running for the car.......as I turned to run, the voices above six bre asts said, in perfect harmony.......toilet NOW. The door creaked open in best Hitchcock fashion,..............n the red eyed apparition, standing about 6ft eleventy nine inches tall said, in a voice from the bowels of hell,....thorxy.cough.....sorrchhh...coughrrrrr....onoinweun.......reuniocough......weddincoughfark
..........help yersel..........gotta spew..........nuthin on tap........... we stayed there for three days in Heaven
Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 11:02 am
by mlittle
Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 11:58 am
by mlittle
Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 8:42 pm
by <T-K>
Julian Mayo wrote:Yup, lets get into.........what's this????
A big sheaf of documents in whats left of the cockpit, with McLaren stamped on the cover
This needs to stay between us.....who knew the Ferrari headquarters had flak cannons
Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2007 4:28 am
by mlittle
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 12:59 am
by <T-K>
Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:21 am
by mlittle
Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 5:24 am
by gkaytaz
Hmm, place looks nice
Drinks are on me for the final weekend.