Christmas presents

I was looking at an illustrated King James Bible this evening, and all the
main protagonists seem to be ragheads. Keffiyeh, agal, the whole bit.
Looks like Jeezus was an ayrab.

 

I've got a keffiyeh around here somewhere. Made a great sling last time
I busted a collarbone.

 

When pissed, it may seem to be an amusing concept to sidle off to the
bathroom with the current port bottle, slip a blade out and *just
nick* a vein, intending to squeeze a few drops of your own personal
booze supply into the port, to susequently serve to the outlaws -
knowing then, that a little part of them will be you for a short time.

Don't.

No, ignore the foregoing - it's you, after all - do it, do it!!!

 

Bah. I'm with Nigel on this one. It is a fine excuse (as the kids
are with their Dad, it being an 'odd' year) to relieve the groaning
table of some of its load by scoffing unfeasibly large portions of
overfed busty capon (we called last year's Jordan) and all manner of
roasted veg (not forgetting the humble buttered SPROUT, of course)
followed by chunks of well-overfed squidgy pud, washed down with that
particularly sticky sort of booze that is only allowed in the house
this time of year.

Then, as the afternoon wears on, it'll be logs on the fire, a crusty
fillum and a serious attempt at total body dehydration by alcohol and
crunchy sugary choccies wiv booze in 'em. And snoozing, natch.

Boxing Day will be the big prezzy day when the kids return, jolly
immolation of the miles of over-sellotaped paper and cold meats with
the now-traditional Close Encounters-alike mountain of bubble'n'squeak
(made of course, with plenty of SPROUTS). After waking up from
booze-induced sofa slumbering, High Tea will involve the sandwich
compo, where the prize goes to the most unlikely combo of cold meats
and pickles and anything else that can be snuck from the fridge and
wedged therein.

<note to self - this year, remove the sarny-securing cocktail stick
before consumption>

Yes, I'm looking forward to it - and as for the rest of you miserable
cunts: well, I trust that the blazing Yule Log will roll from your
fire, knocking over your unstoppered bottle of lonely meths on the
hearthrug, and burn the place down around your humbug-encrusted
lug'oles.

 

"Endemic".

HTH

 

<cough>

*Horizontal* fireworks.

 

Tracers are cool.

 

*uh-uhnnn*

thanks for playing.

 

Sprouts. Mmmmmm. Sprouts.

 

You've been up drinking the night away, haven't you?

 

Champ says...

it is for some, I laze in bed for most of the day, then go for a ride.

--
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Suzuki GSX-R750L

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, Champ

Is it ****! There are presents too.

--
Wicked Uncle Nigel - "He's hopeless, but he's honest"

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Norton 850 Commando Kawasaki GTR1400

 

Chacun a son gout. And gout it will be after that lot. Just cos you are
in the 'food is fuel' category doesn't mean others don't enjoy it.

Did I say that we are having goose at Christmas? Roast goose with all
the trimmings, roast potatoes (in goose fat), Yorkshire puddings,
'Anniversary Chicken'-style stuffing (from my Indian receipe book -
lots of aromatic spices) etc etc. And nice small sausages wrapped in
bacon added an hour or so before the end of cooking (so the bacon goes
nice and crunchy) - sausages from Crumps the Butchers in Bassett High
St (a proper butcher!).

Then home-made Christmas pud afterwards. All washed down with a nice
bottle of a very pleasant Rose that we got from Laithwaites..

And I have laid up some decent Port.

I'm salivating now. I *like* food.

Phil.

 

I very much like my food, but I don't see the point in the excessive
scoffing that takes place. I really can't get excited about what kind of
dead bird I'm going to roast, so in fact don't.

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, Switters

Very possibly:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/glasgow_and_west/7131900.stm

--
Wicked Uncle Nigel - "He's hopeless, but he's honest"

WS* GHPOTHUF#24 APOSTLE#14 DLC#1 COFF#20 BOTAFOT#150 HYPO#0(KoTL) IbW#41
SBS#39 OMF#6 Enfield 500 Curry House Racer "The Basmati Rice Burner",
Honda GL1000K2 (Fallen apart) Suzuki TS250 "The Africa Single"
Norton 850 Commando Kawasaki GTR1400

 

I just finished off a bottle of Bowmore last night after coming in
from Lowlander.

 

sain baina uu!

I am:

http://www.myezurl.org/562.htm

 

Fill it with propane one night.

 

So was Leonardo da Vinci, they're saying tonight.

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Brunel University. Ivan.Reid@[brunel.ac.uk|cern.ch] Room 40-1-B12, CERN
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KotPT -- "for stupidity above and beyond the call of duty".

 

Where was that then, QI ?