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.
Monday, August 10, 2009
I WISH EVERYBODY A HAPPY MONDAY
I have never ever blogged to make money out of any person.
Oh dear, what's happened to your lovely picture of Archimedes in the bath?
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't dream of calling you a Cretan. So please don't set me alight.
ReplyDeleteI'm just a postmodern girl of the postmodern kind, so sophisticated that it nearly blows my mind
ReplyDeleteI want Derrida for lunch and Barthes for tea - Sartre and Sagan are far too old hat for me
I want a salon that shines with umpteen postmodern finds and a Zola to crown my tree.
Me original post was firmly met with a rather direct protest.
ReplyDeleteI therefore sent it away to cyberspace hoping that peace might be restored.
Zola was well and truly taken to the cleaners yesterday.
So you got an ASBO?
ReplyDeleteMrs Zola rules OK?
It's all this postmodernist twat you stuff your head with. You end up not knowing the difference between Harriet Harman and a pickled onion.
ReplyDeleteWhat IS the difference between Harriet Harman and a pickled onion? They both put the wind up you.
ReplyDeleteLeave it off Mate.
ReplyDeleteI am in pain.
Get well soon, dear Zola, and cheer up. You know we love you.
ReplyDeleteArr rite I'll give you another nice picture soon.
ReplyDeleteThis time it will be one I will not get taken to the cleaners for the capitalistic copyright mighters.
I can send you some links to a few sites that will find some nice pictures for you.
ReplyDeleteIn the meantime, I am going to bed with my prophylactic for Swine flu.
(Any excuse, I know).