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Helen Bristol 07 November 2003 17:41 Re: Blue String soup
We did last time and what happened?...........................I still think it
was just a ruse to get let off buying any more rounds.
Always just the right temperature
Vile Jelly 07 November 2003 22:09 Done like a kipper. I can only hold my hands (and what's left of my guts) up in submission. Helen Bristol 08 November 2003 11:16
That's what I like.................................a submissive man!
Well, no, ashley I don't - more sort of, you know, um, well not
dominant, more, its not like I'm one of those bra-burning feminists (don't
want to frighten the children or horses) but, well, as you know, I'm more sort
of in favour of equality, but on my terms. For god's sake I'm
an intelligent woman, what I look like doesn't
matter............................much, does it? being one of those
sensative blokes I know you'll understand.
Vile Jelly 08 November 2003 22:29
Don't call me Ashley, Scarlett!
PS. My mate Brian had a quote (I know not from where) that summed it up
really:-
'The war of the sexes will never be won because there is too much fraternising
with the enemy'!
Helen Bristol 09 November 2003 19:05
Ha! That just goes to show that our plan is working! Typical bloke -
talking war-like language. There is no war of the sexes.
We know we are the superior sex and anyway we
aren't so much fratenising as "getting to know what we're up
against" As so eloquently expounded by Tacitus learn the ways of
the enemy (I apologise for the use of this word but he was a bloke)
Besides which, a bit of fraternisation oils the wheels
of............................ all sorts of things.....................
PS I believe Margaret Michell really wanted gay icon Rett to say
"Ashley, my dear, I don't give a damn" but that was far too risque
for the time so used a sort of double speak to disguise the real object
of his lust. On the other claw it could be that Scarlett was a covert
cross dresser............
On that note I'll leave you to ponder other classics while I go and slave over
a hot (!) casserole
Vile Jelly 10 November 2003 09:29
Ah, but if you're the superior species how do you explain away Britney Spears?
PS. How can you slave over a hot casserole. I mean you do all the work at the
start when it's cold. Then you just sling it in the oven and bugger off to the
pub for a few hours!
Helen Bristol 10 November 2003 17:55
Not this one, had to remove the meat and reduce the sauce.
Who she? Being superior we don't have to explain
anything.
Ventured into Waterlands terratory yesterday.....oooooooooo spooky, you can
understand why they're like they are
Vile Jelly 11 November 2003 09:25
Well, your problem is entirely self-inflicted for picking a tricksy recipe.
You should have gone for the traditional 'bungitintheovenandbuggerofftothepub'
version!
I believe it's modern 'mockney' rhyming slang for ears. Hang on, if you think
you're so superior that you don't have to explain everything then Tony Blair
must be one of your lot!
PS. It's the water. Prolonged exposure softens everything, including the
brains. Either that or it's swilling too much Adnams!
Helen Bristol 11 November 2003 17:15 Oi Kelly, I totally and utterly deny that that awful bloke is anything to do with me or my kind. He's even more nauseating than Mrs. Handbag or that bunch up at Buck House. But if you (can bear to) listen to him he tells you that you've got to understand. Me, I don't got to do anything. Vile Jelly 12 November 2003 08:15 Me, I just don't understand anything. |
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