tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post4085076255371583745..comments2023-10-30T09:56:43.284+01:00Comments on El Gothico Español: Dr GothlittleSpanishGothhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02393416230263427160noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-33739467683783262952007-11-17T22:05:00.000+01:002007-11-17T22:05:00.000+01:00Uncooked popcorn works too as birds cannot fart (t...Uncooked popcorn works too as birds cannot fart (true too)SpanishGothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02393416230263427160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-18037136235364677232007-11-13T20:44:00.000+01:002007-11-13T20:44:00.000+01:00Bird tables ? BIRD TABLES ? What kind of twatty mi...Bird tables ? BIRD TABLES ?<BR/><BR/> What kind of twatty middle-class SE household do you think I grew up in ?<BR/><BR/> We had enough on our plates (in a manner of speaking) with the seagulls trying to eat US.<BR/><BR/> On a side note - the only way to kill a seagull is to stuff an Askit powder down it's throat.<BR/><BR/>(chemical reaction - they fly off and explode, like in that Bond film -true.)Ché l'écossaishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02954746182742792063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-69309071865578659422007-11-12T19:40:00.000+01:002007-11-12T19:40:00.000+01:00I'm not even going to dignify any of this with an ...I'm not even going to dignify any of this with an answer.<BR/> Oh, wait...<BR/><BR/>Deep-fried Winalot, marinated in Special Brew, was our annual Xmas dinner.<BR/> Though we usually couldn't afford the Winalot.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10189191037514304100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-68192823717544559282007-11-12T16:44:00.000+01:002007-11-12T16:44:00.000+01:00A lesbian?A lesbian?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11346682505354790114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-67779275293017233662007-11-12T15:32:00.000+01:002007-11-12T15:32:00.000+01:00I like cats - and Madame Joad doesn't - ergo, we d...I like cats - and Madame Joad doesn't - ergo, we don't have a cat. All I know is that my old moggie would look at me with such disdain sometimes I was often glad I didn't know what he was thinking. He disembowelled a pigeon in the living room once - proper CSI-style - guts and shit (literally) everywhere. He had no idea as to why this didn't make me ecstatically happy. He probably still thinks I'm an ungrateful bastard.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-37967264110148334322007-11-12T15:21:00.000+01:002007-11-12T15:21:00.000+01:00Ani -> Indeed - I was worried it was option CYSB -...Ani -> Indeed - I was worried it was option C<BR/><BR/>YSB -> think you're wrong there - most civilisations believe cats to be sacred, and he doesn't need to maul any burglar, he'll just scare the shit out of him by running around the wall 5 feet off the ground<BR/><BR/>Pat -> I like dogs too, but they need all that walking malarkey and they don't get it when you're busy, whereas a cat just turns on his tail and says "Piss off then, I have stuff to do"<BR/><BR/>Daphne -> I know what to bring to the Xmas blog-meet then - a big bag of Winalot (as a carry-out)SpanishGothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02393416230263427160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-52410953192494519702007-11-12T12:25:00.000+01:002007-11-12T12:25:00.000+01:00My wee Scottie yaps away in an incomprehensible Gl...My wee Scottie yaps away in an incomprehensible Glaswegian dialect. Sometimes a Bonio will shut him up. Unless he's been on the Special Brew.Daphne Wayne-Boughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10581048408996935564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-51197121589245036192007-11-12T12:09:00.000+01:002007-11-12T12:09:00.000+01:00I'm not really into cats- thanks Mum -but our dogs...I'm not really into cats- thanks Mum -but our dogs used to talk through us - we were their mouth pieces. Havoc - a Pembrokeshire corgi spoke with a Lancashire accent which is odd as she was born and bred in deepest Norfolk. Jock our border line spaniel had a distinctly Scottish burr. How I miss them .Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-70185677139028730992007-11-12T04:51:00.000+01:002007-11-12T04:51:00.000+01:00Then you have the people who think cats are the de...Then you have the people who think cats are the devil and how black cats are bad luck. Seems like I would've had a pet cat by now for those reasons. But I'm a dog and weird freaky kind of animal kind of guy. The freaky kind of animal that will lick your toes in your sleep right after it mauls a burgler to death, morbid perhaps or just the alcohol talking.ysfbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01271131943298134015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7592444257961463347.post-79388354076383858012007-11-12T01:00:00.000+01:002007-11-12T01:00:00.000+01:00I am convinced that more often than not miaow mean...I am convinced that more often than not miaow means option C) plus, "...and we noble and wise cats have to take over the world before you destroy us all. I will begin by indenturing you to my servitude. Now scratch me behind the ears gingerly and when the day of reckoning comes, I might look upon you with mercy."<BR/><BR/>Or, you know, something.Ani Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02139009026964141906noreply@blogger.com