Posts by Ian Dalziel
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Legal Beagle: Practical considerations, in reply to
Too much to hope for a Left of the Middle
outcome, or even a chance that Parliament might Come to Life, I guess... -
Broadcast revenue problem solved...
Now they can sell ads on Parliament TV
- as our Westminster stylings
become less Yes Minister
and more Mana bout the House
...and via the wonders of digital interaction
the logos of the major party donors could float
in a cloud over each and every sitting member
- transparency amidst an imbroglio of riches ...</daydream>
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and just so ya know, the last bus to Brockville
leaves at 11.10pm (except Sundays & Public
Holidays, when it leaves the Octagon at 6.15pm!!) -
Railing against the Machine...
The Brockville tunnel with a train in it.
Ya gotta love those wacky Canadians!!
That tunnel looks like Arkham Asylum!
and what with all these Subway Sects
and downing a few tubes at midnight
I'm outta my brain on the train ......as ably demonstrated here by these
proto-Strut Jacket Fitters!
(well there's at least one sheet metal worker)...of course there could be a town named after Dave Brock from Hawkwind!
Heck, Shayne should be inducted as a bona fide Master of the Universe, any way!
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Vriller... take me to your Lieder!
Now this is an orchestrated Lyttony...and as it's Easter - Let it Be...
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Hmmm Brockville -
well he's not over the hill yet, then...
perhaps Shayne doesn't want to become Stipe-cast - REM (Random Elvis Moves?)
- Pig Flat Elvis anyone?and best to go by road anyway, as far as I can work out the train doesn't get any closer than Burnside at the start of Kaikorai Valley Road - BTW, did you know that Brockville Road terminates at a junction with Dalziel Road
- just sayin'... -
-- although I fear that the people at the back missed my killer musician jokes.
John Simon Ritchie is such an easy target ...
"His name, "Sid Vicious," was originally a joke, because he was so mild-mannered and shy. "
what were the Claudine Longet, Lead Belly and Son House jokes?
:- )well okay, Sid and Claudine's cases may have not been completely proved...
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peppers pray?
...eating it with a spoon straight from the dish towards the end of the party...
- So a post-party felafel then?
or some sort of fel-later perhaps?
speaking of house parties, there is
always that Aussie literary classic
- He Died with a Felafel in his Hand... -
and if it's all foreign and sung too...
only way ya could misinterpret it might be...
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EVO-DEVO-EMO-DEMO-MOVED
Yet another of Emma’s threads devolves into a discussion of dicks.
- Evolves, Bart. E-volves.