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>I’ve always wanted a "Bruce", actually….

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>Guido Westerwelle…

> …(Germany’s Foreign Minister) didn’t come off too well in the assessments by American diplomats (sic) revealed by Wikileaks today, being variously described as “incompetent, aggressive, and vain” “Nothing new to me” sez Mrs jb ” You don’t need Wikileaks … Continue reading

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>I swear….

> that this could have come from one of my professor friends….

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>The parable of the 5 potatoes and two fishes

> Bryan had a lucky escape when he phoned his local Chinese takeaway, ordering two pieces of tarakihi and enough chips for two hungry people. Luckily, the woman on the other end of the phone decided to check the order: … Continue reading

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>OK. So how was I supposed to know….

> …that this Joan Miro was a bloke?

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>Roland

> My Saab 9.3 is 11 years old, has going on for a quarter of million kilometres on the clock and is worth sod all and threepence. It looks like new. Inside and out. All our cars look new. Always … Continue reading

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>The search for the Holy Grail

>Aka Sauvignon Blanc. Now that Jürgen Hofmann has run out of the 2009 and Pfannebecker in Worms told us that “but we’ll be harvesting the 2010 soon”, we’ve been forced to enter uncharted territory. Viz: “Margaretenhof” in Schwabenheim. “Looks like … Continue reading

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>Y’all unnerstayand thiyus?

> I found an interesting article on Gutenberg that I wanted to share with my Alabaman friend Virginia. Couldn’t find a Google German:Alabaman translator, but they do have one for Georgia, which is right next door to Alabama, so I … Continue reading

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> I have an undeserved and much maligned reputation of being a cheapskate. I just see myself performing a Sisyphean task in a futile attempt to compensate for the extravagant spending patterns of the wimmin of the tribe. Hence my … Continue reading

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>Steal this photo

> OK, so there’s no ex-centric disc spinning around, but it’s bound to be worth SOMETHING…

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