@Arethosemyfeet on the suggestion that Theresa May has been offered a metaphorical revolver and bottle of whisky:
She's already downed a bottle and a half and has been seen taking potshots at pigeons from the garden at no 10, while screaming "I've been absolutely clear about this, stop shitting on my fucking ROOF!"
Indeed - poured a generous triple of Bombay Sapphire (with water that had lain in the frig to get rid of The Chemicals), added 2 perfectly cut thin slices of my last organic lemon ... and when I'd knocked that off I received a Message from On High - so I poured another one... and it turned out a double. (There is a squadron of angels in charge of wrist coordination did you know? Both for slicing the lemon and pouring a double when the triple is just beginning to hit the system)
Feeling terrific now ... it's an ill wind, I tell you, that blows absolutely no good
Sipech pulls no punches on the Cricket thread in the Circus:
Following up Test Match cricket with cycling is like following up a meal at a Michelin-star restaurant with an afternoon at a motorway service station.
BroJames hones his sacramental/homiletical theology:
failing to preach on or from the text of the read scripture would be like consecrating the elements and then going along the rail and administering Pringles
(though it has some attractions ... salt and vinegar, thanks)
BroJames hones his sacramental/homiletical theology:
failing to preach on or from the text of the read scripture would be like consecrating the elements and then going along the rail and administering Pringles
(though it has some attractions ... salt and vinegar, thanks)
Crumbs......That would be a real bugger for ensuring complete consumption.
Pssst...that's one advantage of memorial-based Communion over transubstantiational Eucharist: crumbs of the breadish substance aren't bits of Jesus on the floor, just something to clean up.
Let us remember that not all surprises are nice. I mean marshmallow, yes, cottage cheese, yes, lime jelly, yes. Mixed together? It's like playing a lullaby on death metal guitar.
I am minded, given that your latest excreta didn't also appear in the appropriate thread in Purg, that your posting them here is an accident... But I'm certainly not minded to put them in the right place, because, being USAn, you couldn't afford the surgery to have them re-extracted.
I laughed more than I should have, especially as the Dafling Minor then asked me what was so funny.
Among the Dead Sea Scrolls a manuscript of Genesis has been discovered that reads, Genesis 4:8, And it came to pass that Cain rose up against his brother, and said, Don't you have a sense of humour, and slew him.
it is right to emphasize Him alone. He is far more than a shocking, existential but not forensic, not legalistic, yet essential propitiation for the concept and undo-able reality of sin and feelings of guilt and shame. He is the revelation of life beyond death, for Earth.
Maker of all things, judge of all men;
We acknowledge and bewail our manifold sins and wicked shitgibbering,
Which we, from time to time, most grievously have committed,
By thought, wankgannetry, and cretinous cockwomblehood,
Against thy Divine Majesty,
Provoking most justly Thy wrath and indignation against us.
We do earnestly repent,
And are heartily sorry for this our shambolic cockbothering;
The remembrance of this is grievous unto us;
The burden of this is like unto the pain of flesh trapped in the maw of the arsebadger
Have mercy upon us,
Have mercy upon us, most merciful Father;
For Thy Son our Lord Jesus Christ's sake,
Forgive us all that is past;
And grant that we may ever hereafter
Serve and please Thee in newness of life,
To the honour and glory of Thy Name;
Through Jesus Christ our Lord.
"The pro-Brexit stance seems, to this bewildered American, to consist pretty much of standing atop the Cliffs of Dover yelling "We're Us, not Them, Winners of the Last World War and Preemptive Victors in All Future Wars and If That Foreign Lot Don't Kowtow at Once to Our Obvious Superiority, We're Breaking Off the Engagement."
Although my favourite so far was lb telling @RooK his accusation that they were being sexist was just proof he was sexist as they couldn't possibly be so ... Which is complete Boris.
May I nominate "complete Boris" as the new euphemism for "Self-servicing projection of bullshit lies"?
"The US President has pulled yet another complete Boris on the issue of the House's impeachment hearings . . ."
Another winner in Hell, thanks to Tubbs and Ohher!
North East Quine on the subject of her "Planet Earth" costume as the narrator in her church's Nativity play:
I made a poncho-style thing out of blue net, cut countries out of green felt and glued them on. I thought it passed muster till the North East Man asked why I had an exclamation mark on my backside. "That's New Zealand" I explained.
IMO dogs are for people who need to experience what it feels like to receive unconditional love. IMO cats are for people who need to experience what it feels like to give unconditional love.
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So much this.
Indeed - poured a generous triple of Bombay Sapphire (with water that had lain in the frig to get rid of The Chemicals), added 2 perfectly cut thin slices of my last organic lemon ... and when I'd knocked that off I received a Message from On High - so I poured another one... and it turned out a double. (There is a squadron of angels in charge of wrist coordination did you know? Both for slicing the lemon and pouring a double when the triple is just beginning to hit the system)
Feeling terrific now ... it's an ill wind, I tell you, that blows absolutely no good
(though it has some attractions ... salt and vinegar, thanks)
Crumbs......That would be a real bugger for ensuring complete consumption.
Just parking this here so I can find it when I want it next.
Respect!
Tea condom sounds like something you put tea in so that it can't possibly impregnate the water.
You know you’re living in a snowflake world when no one has the balls to become a castrato.
I'll take an ordinary decent pagan over a hanky-wringing milquetoast God-botherer any day.
I still am, but it's squirrelled away in my profile now.
[when grieving}...This is not the time to sell your house, go on a diet, quit your job, or join the Mafia.
Which also reminds me - isn't it about time we had another game of Mafia ?
<tangent over>
"Christmas comes but half the year."
Link to that, please? Thx.
"The pro-Brexit stance seems, to this bewildered American, to consist pretty much of standing atop the Cliffs of Dover yelling "We're Us, not Them, Winners of the Last World War and Preemptive Victors in All Future Wars and If That Foreign Lot Don't Kowtow at Once to Our Obvious Superiority, We're Breaking Off the Engagement."
Great comparison!
Another winner in Hell, thanks to Tubbs and Ohher!