AT LAST ZOLA IS UNDERSTOOD
I am "lazy and stupid" and in my male-worlds of wanton-wane I stand up straight and erect even if I cannot clean an oven or a "house".
Zola is nearly dead Long Live Zola.
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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.
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12 comments:
Tell us something new Zola.
Cod and Chips with a couple of pickled onions is your style.
Leave ther fancy stuff to Anticant.
Cod probably costs more pound for pound than steak tartare.
When will the Scots ever appreciate metaphorical guilt in the C.O.D wars?
I agree Zola.
The Scots are a shambles.
We need more English walls built to keep that lot away from our heritage.
Do not soil yourself, Z, peeing against THESE Norfolk zephyrs!
Fancy stuff? What fancy stuff?
I won't vote for anyone who is anti-pissing in the street. What is needed now is thousands of full-bladdered citizens relieving themselves against the walls of parliament until the place is running knee-deep in actuality and not just metaphorically.
Join Anticant's Parliamentary Pissing party!
Zola, be a chap won't you and do step out onto the belvedere with a glass of this here gin, whilst I discuss your, um, ah, unique situation with the rest of the, er, committee, hmm?
OK, you lot, ARE we de-selceting this johnny...or what?
Remember Swampy? Swampy for Speaker!
Oh well that's it then.
I did my 40 days and now up I go to me rightful place.
However I promise to return very soon to sort you lot out once and for all.
Where's your rightful place? Ermine and pearls in the Lords?
Baron Zola of Paddlingupthecreek?
Pish and tush, Aunty, coney and rhinestones will do just fine, don't want Mr Toad getting a swelled head!
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