VegFest

You gettin aware?

 

You're getting no air.

 

You're getting nowhere.

 

Genius. That's almost as good as Ozzy rhyming "masses" with, umm...
"masses".

 

Hey, I thought it the very definition of profound when I was 15.

 

It is quite deep, in a way.

 

You may be missing the point.
There's a hypnotic effect to the repetitive chanting,
especially with a lungful of grass and an eyeful of Stacia.

 

I know that.

More likely two black eyes, if she danced too close.

 

You don't say.

 

Is she dead?

 

Let's see, she'd be about sixty now
and long dead by the time I return to Earth.

 

Or a white stick...
--
O
1 Black, shortly to undergo extensive surgery.
1 Red, undergoing lightweight surgery. -----
1 Blue, for Power-Ranger baiting. | o |
Numbers ... | o |
Stuff ... | ooo |
Life ... -----

 

As I explained to you in Hungary, Dave, lager top is an excellent
morning drink when you've got a hangover. Bugger-all use past midday,
I'll grant you.

 

(What have I done now?!)

Heh-heh-heh... "has the world gone mad or is it me?"

If you you *really* need to indulge, I've got ~4.5GB of Hawkwind mp3
files - just about all their albums, ever, plus a load of stuff by
various band members.

 

You never struck me as a Hawkiwnd fan

 

I thought you knew that already:
http://groups.google.co.uk/groups?q...lm=

I'm the first one to admit that a reasonable proportion of their output
can only be truly appreciated whilst under the influence of
mind-altering drugs, and sounds like unmitigated shite otherwise.

 

Champ wrote

Willie Nelson: Always On My Mind.
Is currently on a loop for me to learn it in time for tomorrow.

Going to do me hair in a mo, I might even have a shower as well.
Anything to get away for five minutes.