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>And this will make me shun the Demon Drink?

Posted on 15 May, 2009 by jb

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>Not that I know anything about fashion, of course…

Posted on 14 May, 2009 by jb

> …but this is bloody silly. Probably reduced in price “from the outrageous to the merely ridiculous”, as my mate Bill Lelie would say.

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>So I can do what exactly….?

Posted on 13 May, 2009 by jb

> Can’t play football. Not allowed to wear a helmet. Have to be at least 12 years old. Or maybe you can’t be more than 12 years old… Who knows? No drinking, that’s for sure. Piss poor if you’re a … Continue reading →

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>Having a whale of a time….

Posted on 12 May, 2009 by jb

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>I always thought….

Posted on 11 May, 2009 by jb

> …that carpet was spelt with a “T” But maybe it’s just a foot ma, then So that’s OK …..

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>Why is it that the adjective for iron…

Posted on 8 May, 2009 by jb

> is ferrous? (As in the “Ferrous wheel” t-shirt from ThinkGeek.com) And not Ironic. (As in “Jagged Little Pill” from Alanis Morisette) The t-shirt’s pre-ironed, by the way….

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>At least Dick Turpin wore a mask…

Posted on 23 April, 2009 by jb

>   Talk about highway robbery. The price of petrol/gas shot up from €1.17/litre on Monday (April 20) to €1.26 today (April 23). Given that €0.80 of that are fixed taxes, price variability can only happen in the area above … Continue reading →

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>Eh? reloaded

Posted on 22 April, 2009 by jb

> I was out playing golf with a couple of mates the other day. We’re all a bit audibly challenged – seems to be part of the Old Fart plan that we all appear to have subscribed to –  so … Continue reading →

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>Fresh vs. Canned

Posted on 21 April, 2009 by jb

> Duff mix compared with the canned version, but where else do you get the swagger, the arrogance, the sheer spit-in-your-face, fuck-you aggression…? The Shock of the Lightning – Oasis – The Electric Proms 2008 vs Dig out your soul

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>My kind of doormat

Posted on 19 April, 2009 by jb

> I actually wanted one that said “Piss Off”, but I was forbidden to buy it. I got my own back, though. I mowed an appropriately vulgar message to the world on a bit of the farm that Management rarely … Continue reading →

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