Both wine and bread at confirmation were fake and this small site might just attract others that experienced the same. Critical voices? Those that participate? Who knows. For those that find sympathy with a walk on the wild sides of life, mountains, rivers or forests but do not pretend to escape. Other bits and pieces the news and also odds and sods that cry out "leave it off mate". Justly a lark and maybe the lark. But the lark will often land on the cactus.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
WHY I AM SO WISE AND CLEVER ... It is because of FISH.
In order to protect the good name and integrity of this blog-site I must make it clear that Jenny Wings are the side bits of Skate ( in a fish and chip shop you ask for skate and really get a jenny wing. Hotels do the same trick.)
However, as Anticant already gets into his mischief mode, whatever else a Jenny Wing might signify has nothing to do with this good moral blog.
This might, just might, prevent the likes of a Merkin googling about and writing something that would make our Anticant giggle.
This site is not floundering all it needs is a little touch up here and there. Perhaps a dab of paint here and a dab of paing there just to stop the moral majority pouting.
Merky Boy : In a nutshell the answer is YES. I believe it.
But now would you believe that Skate has always been the fishermans friend. ( Jenny Wings links to this, of corse)
The Skate has a a opening that is SOOOO much like a human pussy. Damn it now we have cats in this silly conversation. Anyway where the apricot failed the skate prevailed. So there. Put this under "Cultural History".
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ReplyDeleteI C UR YY 4 Me'
- must be the fish.
We look forward eagerly to your forthcoming sequel to "Goodbye Mr Chips" - "Hello Mrs Fish!".
ReplyDeleteHello Mrs Fish
ReplyDeleteby Jenny Wings.
Skating on thin ice there Zola.
ReplyDeleteSo all is now revealed. 'Zola' is the nom de plume of Jenny Wings!
ReplyDeleteIn order to protect the good name and integrity of this blog-site I must make it clear that Jenny Wings are the side bits of Skate ( in a fish and chip shop you ask for skate and really get a jenny wing. Hotels do the same trick.)
ReplyDeleteHowever, as Anticant already gets into his mischief mode, whatever else a Jenny Wing might signify has nothing to do with this good moral blog.
This might, just might, prevent the likes of a Merkin googling about and writing something that would make our Anticant giggle.
I'm Jenny Wings - fly me!
ReplyDelete'Telegraph' headline: "Baby born with two penises in Russia."
ReplyDeleteIt doesn't say how many penises he's got in other countries.
Sounds fishy to me.
Load of old cods.
ReplyDeleteJust can't make head or tail out of this blog.
That will put Zola in his plaice!
ReplyDeleteToo many red herrings in this place.
ReplyDeleteI will come back when serious debate is back in fashion.
Don't be such a prim old trout, Professor. We're having a whale of a time here - come on in.
ReplyDeleteThis blog is floundering somewhat....
ReplyDeleteYou're well on the rocks and you know it!
ReplyDeleteThat isn't an iceberg ahead. It's just Zola's usual froth and spume.
ReplyDeleteThe Goodies sang :
ReplyDeletehttp://tinyurl.com/apcu5x
Oh oh oh, how I wish, I could buy myself a pet flat fish
But no one wants to sell their sole
A flounder or halibut would be very pally, but
You hardly ever see a skate, that hasn't been mashed on a plate
And so, I'm … ironing my goldfish, ironing my goldfish
A big steam iron on his face, I'll keep on trying 'til I get some plaice
Oh I'm ironing my goldfish, smoothing out his surplus fat
I know it's rather cruel but it's oh such fun
Ironing my goldfish flat, hey hey, ironing my goldfish flat
I tried to use a rolling pin, he only came out long and thin
Then I thought if he was squeezed beneath
A small elephant a day, he'd look like a manta ray
But I couldn't make my goldfish squash, 'til I put him in with the wash
And now, I'm … ironing my goldfish, ironing my goldfish
And now he's like a tobacco leaf, I wear him in my pocket like a handkerchief
Oh ironing my goldfish, I use him as a table mat
I know it's rather cruel but it's oh such fun
Ironing my goldfish flat, hey hey, ironing my goldfish flat
He's rather like a turbot with the shiny nose
Ironing my goldfish flat … and that's that! [splat!]
This site is not floundering all it needs is a little touch up here and there.
ReplyDeletePerhaps a dab of paint here and a dab of paing there just to stop the moral majority pouting.
Merkin : One should always put the goldfish and the others through the mangle before ironing.
ReplyDeleteHope that helps.
That's enough sauce.
ReplyDeleteWould you believe we used to do that song - early eighties when I used to be straight man for a singing comedian?
ReplyDeleteI quite agree Live (abused)Lobster.
ReplyDeleteMerky Boy : In a nutshell the answer is YES. I believe it.
But now would you believe that Skate has always been the fishermans friend.
( Jenny Wings links to this, of corse)
The Skate has a a opening that is SOOOO much like a human pussy. Damn it now we have cats in this silly conversation.
Anyway where the apricot failed the skate prevailed.
So there.
Put this under "Cultural History".
Well, I don't believe it. Merkin a straight man? Never!
ReplyDeleteIf you require me to undertake a Skate Opening, there is a large fee attached.
ReplyDeleteYou will find the details in the Encyclopaedia of Fishy Tales otherwise known as "Thinking to Some Porpoise".
Well, Anti, we all have our moments.
ReplyDeleteHaddock good time last night.
ReplyDeleteFeel a bit eel thish morning.
Do you remember the cod war? I prefer a cod piece.
ReplyDeleteDon't enjoy being battered, though.