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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2014 15:35:01 GMT
I don't mind port and cheese, but personally i'd rather have a tin of stella and a pack of pickled onion monster munch....
horses for courses and all that....
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Post by philbemmygas on Sept 5, 2014 16:39:56 GMT
I don't mind port and cheese, but personally i'd rather have a tin of stella and a pack of pickled onion monster munch.... horses for courses and all that.... Paul, each to their own Philistine
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2014 16:54:47 GMT
Its Friday. Reveiwing the week of tedious topics on forums, ridiculous headlines from our supposed "authorities" I am contemplating how to enjoy a traditional Friday "Lunch" Should I journey into deepest Southwark and visit the club? Fine wines (an enjoyment clearly and very sadly lost on most members of this forum), traditional English fare? A good Port to wash down with? Sadly not quite the same since Peter retired as manager Not sure, perhaps the headlines and images of "Big Dave" threatning to bomb people requires less journey time and more time caressing the glass. On reflection I think I shall stay local and seek out some traditional ales....yes tis the thing to do I feel. What are others contemplating? Sadly, reading most responses on this forum, contemplation is not something that most practice, preferring the banality of an instance response or a mild "scratch" of the surface. The authorities will be delighted, ignorance being the true opiate of the masses. No, I think I shall take the advice of Edgar Allen Poe "Fill with mingled cream and amber, I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chamber of my brain. Quaintest thoughts, queerest fancies Come to life and fade away. What I care how time advances; I am drinking ale today."
Indeed. Nearly worthy of Omar Kayyam
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2014 16:56:34 GMT
Only for those of a weak genetic inheritance male of West Country origin dating back to the 12th Century my genes have evolved through that environment. As such I am immune to mamby pamby inflammatory problems like gout. Problems like that are due water poor family practices in the past, such as religious adherence to Quaker or Wesleyian philosophy with subsequent terrible consequences. This was confirmed recently when overcoming a problem related to the over use of my Prostate Gland my surgeon informed me I that I had a perfect bladder neck. Evolved, obviously, through generations of cider retention due to the lack of public toilet provision. In particular between Old Market and Stapleton Rd. Mmmm... Then one wonders if my ponchant for rich Stilton balls rested overnite in the fullest of port have contributed to my current prostate problems As your Prostate health is very dependent on exercise of a certain type one wonders what you are doing with Stilton balls, the mind boggles
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2014 17:00:26 GMT
I don't mind port and cheese, but personally i'd rather have a tin of stella and a pack of pickled onion monster munch.... horses for courses and all that.... What course is that?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2014 17:02:44 GMT
Yer,
Thee bist a Gert bunch of ponces innit.
Pretentious Gert ponces lol
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2014 17:17:31 GMT
Yer, Thee bist a Gert bunch of ponces innit. Pretentious Gert ponces lol Shocking, truly shocking
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2014 17:21:13 GMT
Yer, Thee bist a Gert bunch of ponces innit. Pretentious Gert ponces lol Shocking, truly shocking Ah But I speaks proper dunni. Thee bist Gert fowel.
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Post by swissgas on Sept 5, 2014 17:49:20 GMT
Its Friday. Reveiwing the week of tedious topics on forums, ridiculous headlines from our supposed "authorities" I am contemplating how to enjoy a traditional Friday "Lunch" Should I journey into deepest Southwark and visit the club? Fine wines (an enjoyment clearly and very sadly lost on most members of this forum), traditional English fare? A good Port to wash down with? Sadly not quite the same since Peter retired as manager Not sure, perhaps the headlines and images of "Big Dave" threatning to bomb people requires less journey time and more time caressing the glass. On reflection I think I shall stay local and seek out some traditional ales....yes tis the thing to do I feel. What are others contemplating? Sadly, reading most responses on this forum, contemplation is not something that most practice, preferring the banality of an instance response or a mild "scratch" of the surface. The authorities will be delighted, ignorance being the true opiate of the masses. No, I think I shall take the advice of Edgar Allen Poe "Fill with mingled cream and amber, I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chamber of my brain. Quaintest thoughts, queerest fancies Come to life and fade away. What I care how time advances; I am drinking ale today."
Indeed. Nearly worthy of Omar Kayyam More like Victor Kiam
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Post by Staffordshire Gas on Sept 5, 2014 18:24:30 GMT
At an emotional Ricoh to-night in my Rovers shirt.Thought for the Day.'Our Day will come'.
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Post by aghast on Sept 5, 2014 21:29:14 GMT
I've been a wild rover for many's a year, And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer And now I'm returning with gold in great store, And I never will play the wild rover no more
And it's no, nay, never! No nay never no more And I'll play the wild rover, No never no more
I went to an alehouse I used to frequent, And I told the landlady my money was spent I asked her for credit, she answered me, "Nay", Saying, "Custom like yours I can have any day"
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Post by lympstonegas on Sept 5, 2014 23:02:50 GMT
Mmmm... Then one wonders if my ponchant for rich Stilton balls rested overnite in the fullest of port have contributed to my current prostate problems As your Prostate health is very dependent on exercise of a certain type one wonders what you are doing with Stilton balls, the mind boggles Found out that's an old wives tale mate ... Gutting but true
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Post by dmacca65 on Sept 6, 2014 8:21:20 GMT
3-points!
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Post by stigofthegas on Sept 6, 2014 8:25:55 GMT
Life is too short for threads like this one !!!
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 19:44:18 GMT
Life is too short for threads like this one !!! Or is it? One would suggest an interest outside of football may be just the ticket right now.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 19:45:44 GMT
Life is too short for threads like this one !!! Thats bloidy hilarious
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 19:47:32 GMT
Hey oldie, I bought a bottle of Asti Spumanti in Morrisons for 7 quid today. Yum.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 19:48:47 GMT
Hey oldie, I bought a bottle of Asti Spumanti in Morrisons for 7 quid today. Yum. you over paid
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Post by baggins on Sept 6, 2014 19:50:30 GMT
Hey oldie, I bought a bottle of Asti Spumanti in Morrisons for 7 quid today. Yum. Know how to spoil yourself. I bought a genuine Ralex today, €15.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 19:51:33 GMT
Hey oldie, I bought a bottle of Asti Spumanti in Morrisons for 7 quid today. Yum. Know how to spoil yourself. I bought a genuine Ralex today, €15. Go to bed son
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