"oooooooooooh that python was rather intimidating when I had him locked in my 2000 pressure per square inch gub. Beastly snake"
he must have thought he had eckys leg in his mooth
Bet awe his Alligator buddies will be ripping the pash oot um.
There is something seriously wrong with grown men or kids for that matter giving it Root Doot - and nawwwww ffffs all through the night
naaaaaaaawjistnaw
eth, root doot tae ye
Leo - it's daft - I have heard better in the playground
Snaw, snaw, snaw,
Root Doot - WTF is that all about
eth, wassup wi you, you having some vino ???
Leo - no not at all, but the root doot pash is just utter nonsense - and Snaw has left the building - trousered a fortune on the way mind
You know I am up for a laugh with the best of them - but please this pash is ruining this board
You know I am up for a laugh with the best of them - but please this pash is ruining this board
thats a surprisingly judgemental statement from yourself. Would you care to expand
BTW - I would shove a beetroot up ra hawks erchie - thread distrupting fandan
ok - Leo to bring this thread back on track
"oh what gift the gaud he gies us, to see ourselves as ithers see us"
In the heich oors o the nicht
stars strip aff
and douk in the rivers.
Hoolets grein for them,
the wee feathers on their heids
birse up.
Humberto Ak’abal
Not a poet - a song
"is there for honest poverty that hangs it head an awe that
For awe that and this and that, a man's a man for awe that"
Oh! noble-hearted Leopold, most beautiful to see,
Who was wont to fill your audience’s hearts with glee,
With your charming songs, and lectures against strong drink:
Britain had nothing else to fear, as far as you could think
I posted this a while back for the delectation of our bear friends,seemed apt.....though probably a whoosh for most of them.....
from 'The Prophet'
On Pain
Kahlil Gibran
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.
There was a young man called Neil
Who was ginger and full of the Beel
His teeth he neglected
His gums got infected
And now all he can chew is an eel
<ayethankyou>
emolution scenes - from Wagner Gotterdammerung
Eth a read it at uni but had forgot all about it til someone posted this part on another forum.....have read it in it's entirety several times since......ma 'issues' still huvnae abated
Carmyle.....where spirituality hits a brick wa'....
De bear - you can chew an eel
huv ye seen the teeth on they Conga's FFS
Better then Haufwiy, Mex.
Congers are bad bassas....ye need a metal bar tae unhook the cants
De bear - you can chew an eel
huv ye seen the teeth on they Conga's FFS
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Dunno - it was either that or seal
Just replied to the OP - didn't realise it was getting serious
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poetry nite.....................
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posted on 18/5/12
"oooooooooooh that python was rather intimidating when I had him locked in my 2000 pressure per square inch gub. Beastly snake"
posted on 18/5/12
he must have thought he had eckys leg in his mooth
posted on 18/5/12
Bet awe his Alligator buddies will be ripping the pash oot um.
posted on 18/5/12
There is something seriously wrong with grown men or kids for that matter giving it Root Doot - and nawwwww ffffs all through the night
posted on 18/5/12
naaaaaaaawjistnaw
eth, root doot tae ye
posted on 18/5/12
Leo - it's daft - I have heard better in the playground
Snaw, snaw, snaw,
Root Doot - WTF is that all about
posted on 18/5/12
eth, wassup wi you, you having some vino ???
posted on 18/5/12
Leo - no not at all, but the root doot pash is just utter nonsense - and Snaw has left the building - trousered a fortune on the way mind
You know I am up for a laugh with the best of them - but please this pash is ruining this board
posted on 18/5/12
You know I am up for a laugh with the best of them - but please this pash is ruining this board
thats a surprisingly judgemental statement from yourself. Would you care to expand
posted on 18/5/12
BTW - I would shove a beetroot up ra hawks erchie - thread distrupting fandan
posted on 18/5/12
ok - Leo to bring this thread back on track
"oh what gift the gaud he gies us, to see ourselves as ithers see us"
posted on 18/5/12
In the heich oors o the nicht
stars strip aff
and douk in the rivers.
Hoolets grein for them,
the wee feathers on their heids
birse up.
Humberto Ak’abal
posted on 18/5/12
Not a poet - a song
"is there for honest poverty that hangs it head an awe that
For awe that and this and that, a man's a man for awe that"
posted on 18/5/12
Oh! noble-hearted Leopold, most beautiful to see,
Who was wont to fill your audience’s hearts with glee,
With your charming songs, and lectures against strong drink:
Britain had nothing else to fear, as far as you could think
posted on 18/5/12
I posted this a while back for the delectation of our bear friends,seemed apt.....though probably a whoosh for most of them.....
from 'The Prophet'
On Pain
Kahlil Gibran
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.
posted on 18/5/12
There was a young man called Neil
Who was ginger and full of the Beel
His teeth he neglected
His gums got infected
And now all he can chew is an eel
<ayethankyou>
posted on 18/5/12
Mex - a classic
posted on 18/5/12
emolution scenes - from Wagner Gotterdammerung
posted on 18/5/12
Eth a read it at uni but had forgot all about it til someone posted this part on another forum.....have read it in it's entirety several times since......ma 'issues' still huvnae abated
posted on 18/5/12
Load a pash.
posted on 18/5/12
Carmyle.....where spirituality hits a brick wa'....
posted on 18/5/12
De bear - you can chew an eel
huv ye seen the teeth on they Conga's FFS
posted on 18/5/12
Better then Haufwiy, Mex.
posted on 18/5/12
Congers are bad bassas....ye need a metal bar tae unhook the cants
posted on 18/5/12
De bear - you can chew an eel
huv ye seen the teeth on they Conga's FFS
------------------------
Dunno - it was either that or seal
Just replied to the OP - didn't realise it was getting serious
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