And to all a good night

That's the way I've always pronounced it. Ran as in run, not Range
Rubber.

Similarly, I was musing on the pronunciation of 'solder', as in 'soal',
not 'salt'. I've heard a few call it 'salder', but I'm bloody sure
that's wrong, at least to my ears and lifetime aural experience of it,
as in;
"Pass the solder, Jimmy."
"Where's that lump o' solder, ye wee ****."
"How fckng much for that reel o' solder, ya thieving bastard."

Oh aye, soalder, for sure.

Could be that 'saulder' is posh solder, only used by well-heeled
hobbyists in electronics crafts, much like 'Goalf' is played by
pretentious twats, whereas everybody else just plays golf (or even
gowf).

 

Tah, matey.

Seasoned Gweetings to U2.

 

You lot were both on The List. Well, these cards have nothing pertaining to
2008 on them.

 

Snip bunch of reprobates

And to you all too. I shall be partaking of a drop of Jim Beam in about
<looks at watch> ohh 30 seconds or so.

--
Malc
R1100RS old and tatty

You laugh at me because I am different
I laugh at you because you are all the same

 

You silly auld fucker, that's exactly the point I'm making.

 

Kevins various

That's me...

Merry Christmas to one and all.

 

<fx: raises glass - falls over giggling - burps>

Keep it shiny side up for 09!

 

<waves festive potato peeler>
God bless us, every one

 

SPEAK UP, HE CAN'T HEAR YOU !!!!

 

You are Eric Sykes AICMFP.

 

At least got got a card. All I got was an apology.

PS, Bonwick, if you think I'm emailing des, you can **** right off.

 

While I'm drunk enough to care, did you ever get the card I sent?

Lunch? Pah. I slept til gone 1. And then had a bag of monster munch
(beef, natch) and a beer before starting on the gin.

 

And to one and all have a great time,

 

The Older Gentleman wrote in uk.rec.motorcycles:

Consider this my deed of gift for best wishes!

 

Scotch? that was a special right wing love potion distilled by my lover, Ann
Coulter. Come New Years day you will wake up every morning for a month
dreaming of Maggie and whacking off.

 

Des, is that you?

 

well if you tell folks you've moved but not where to then what do you
expect?

 

<fx: searches ...>

<fx: searches again ..>

*snif*

D.
--
des | 'what does it matter what he posts?'
http://www.jr.co.il/terror/israel/index.html
end the 'occupation': http://minilien.fr/a0k8xe
ukrm: 'where it's "cool" to be stupid!'
myths of islam: http://minilien.fr/a0j5qo

 

This is *so* crying out for a post edit

 

We went up the local pub Xmas eve for our anniversary dinner and stayed
to see Xmas in.

Five minutes before midnight I disappeared out of the door and
reappeared at midnight, I staggered through the door muttering:

"One million, six hundred thousand, four hundred and thirty six mince
pies, washed down with two million, one hundred thousand, five hundred
and twenty four glasses of sherry is more than anyone can take."

I dumped my sack on the side and sat back at the bar.

The place went from stunned silence to cheers and clapping.

Anything for a laugh.



http://www.flickr.com/photos/25701154@N04/3138160126/

I had Xmas request that went from:
A bed full of nubile women to a Ferrari.

Happy Christmas every one.