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« Reply #525 on: 21:26:19, 21-03-2008 » |
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We are tremendously annoyed with ourself in regard to 379 and 380, because as it turns out we possess recordings of them; we should have known them but had simply not listened to them properly or enough. . . .
ourself pron. replacing MYSELF when used by one who uses we instead of I, and realizes that, being a singular person after all, any blame for mistakes can be shared only with oneself.
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« Reply #526 on: 10:12:14, 23-03-2008 » |
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more whute stuff falling from the sky.
whute stuff : colloquial words for snow, used in the far reaches of North London. Pronunciation enhanced when word declaimed whilst sneezing.
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Well, there you are.
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« Reply #527 on: 04:28:45, 25-03-2008 » |
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in almost every word she sung. shi-sham, shi-shim, shee-shum, she-sung, si-sham, sis-soo ( noun) 1. a valuable Indian timber tree, Dalbergia Shesung. 2. a bridge made of beams, used in the Himalayas. 3. the rejuvenative effect of a young woman on an old man ( cf. Abishag the Shunammite). future connaisseurs connaisseurs ( noun pl.) operatives at a babies' home in a commune.
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« Reply #528 on: 08:34:51, 25-03-2008 » |
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future connaisseurs connaisseurs ( noun pl.) operatives at a babies' home in a commune. 2. connaisseur n. A fraudster who claims Child Benefit without having any children to support.
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« Reply #529 on: 10:38:35, 25-03-2008 » |
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A girlfriend of non-blessed memory
a: One's female companion and partner who is only able to recall the blasphemous and horrible things one has ever said or done b: One's former female companion and partner who's body has not yet been discovered, hence not yet buried in consecrated ground
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« Reply #530 on: 12:34:41, 27-03-2008 » |
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each journey on which they'd delyed
Delyed (i) ( adj.): rendered completely free of hair-straightening fluid. (ii) ( vb, past part.): having been subjected to mediæval torture designed specifically to extract by force all falsehoods present in the brain.
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« Reply #531 on: 22:25:48, 30-03-2008 » |
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rubber glovelies Rubber Glovelies: Little-remembered 1970s dance troupe, modelled on Pan's People, notable for the obvious.
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Green. Always green.
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« Reply #532 on: 22:55:00, 01-04-2008 » |
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creative blcoks
blcok ( n): foreshortened device inserted into W.C. to facilitate water management. ( Creative b: b with a particular aptitude for producing multifarious noises whilst in action.)
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« Reply #533 on: 08:57:14, 07-04-2008 » |
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father routine versions Recordings or performances in which the musicians roll over and pretend to be still asleep.
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« Reply #534 on: 09:42:41, 07-04-2008 » |
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need to bump this this thread with a few postings, get it onto the next page, if my missus sees that girl with the marigolds then I'll be eating daffodills!
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« Reply #535 on: 09:45:35, 07-04-2008 » |
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Glad to oblige, John...
eating daffodils - cf. pushing up daisies
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« Reply #536 on: 09:49:11, 07-04-2008 » |
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Indeed! My missus is convinced I get up to no good on this forum Every time she walks in the room ( that's a song init?) she sees me rapidly scrolling down a page and images flicker past like I'm hiding something
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« Reply #537 on: 09:57:01, 07-04-2008 » |
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My missus is convinced I get up to no good on this forum The truth being of course completely otherwise. Every time she walks in the room (that's a song init?) she sees me rapidly If I were you I'd be keeping my so-called 'rapidly' snug and warm in this weather... ...still not on the next page yet are we?
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« Reply #538 on: 10:00:33, 07-04-2008 » |
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bbm wrote: I am afraid you will ha ve to wait a bit, I'm afraid
A poster, so frightened, that his sentence breaks up in the middle
(Next page?)
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« Reply #539 on: 10:05:19, 07-04-2008 » |
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...still not on the next page yet are we?
Doesn't look like it, Ollie. Oh good heavens! Where on earth did she come from?
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