петък, февруари 23


Will She, Won't She?

Who knows?
And then again who cares?

Agents Pogsurf,


and Clairwil have all been working on this problemette for some time now.

It's been a good training exercise, but skip would like everyone back at the hut by 7.30pm tonight, and he can't until all the issues have been resolved.
(incidentally, LOBSTER BLOGSTER, has only got a passing interest in these matters. He has been doing some research into the early activities of the Football Association: you know the sort of thing, "The Imperial Way Cup, 1953", unit van found on mars, Graham Warner ate my Hamster, etc.. etc.. ad infinitum and just happened to stumble upon a purveyor of cups and medal who helped confirm his suspicions!)

However, we now have reached a stumbling block. The Pinko Liberals, self confessed "Guardians" of the blogoshpere have got the whole of wackipedia tied up into so many knots, that nothing ever happens there. Perfectly innocent attempts to add references to the lobster's own career (and who can forget cubs v. school, unit v. unit or the "Last Apostles of Vidal" v. 'Pete's Perverts', certainly not me Ron, I was there, but didn't the Baptists put up a dirty fight, Gange?)

Guardianistas wave in from time to time, as iff putting pen to paper was some great effort on their part, liberal liberals (nihilists: geddit?) think thet help by waffling on too. But who amongst them has produced so much as a penny whistle, a tree house or even a cup mug for their efforts. Now I know that our team occassionaly throw stones, trip up old ladies, and break into MI5 headquarters to help friendly politicians, school chums and just all round bad un's that we need on our side.

The marine blogoshpere's equivalent of Kendo Nagasaki, but with seaweed curtains, and a bit of old driftwood carved into a recognisable object, has tried to do his bit. Remember we are looking for items of your own handicraft, which are verifiably yours. Even the BALMORAL ROAD BROADSHEET has agreed to come on board with this now. He just happens to be the UK's top fact machine: ask him about the recent decession to award equal pay to ladies in Great Britain's finest lawn tennis event: Wombleden! Good on them, I say, as long as we all can still peep up their skirts when they lean over to smash a 300mph volley into the known lezzers groin area...

If you can assist the lobster to post a minor amendment to "Staines v. State", he and his missus would be eternally greetful. Kevin Koala very kindly agreed last night to verify the evidence for me, I in turn am working on a set of new passport photos for him.

The Task
To insert into wikipedia, or similiar, an authoritative reference to the effect that the guardian article of 1986 IS true: beware, YOU might just get your arse bitten off by this. Don't come weeping to me about this when you are Elvis and I am transmogrified into a warbled version of the third Queen of Shiba#.

The Rules: no biting, no chewing, no dimemberment (especially if you say you don't believe in it). A little bit of tickling, cock-teasing and brick lobbing is OK, especially if you look part ie: sad gypo, pikey wide boy, "additional staff" at Tescos.

In the words of Mr Alan Bennett, respected playwright and author of "Enjoy", Enjoy. From the blogging lobster, fishy character who verifiably "off-shore": BOOT BOYS RULE, YEH! Come on you 'orns. Bugger Barnes, Blissett was better. NASTY NAZIS SCARE RUBBERMEN LIBERALS. Cucumbers are now sold "unwrapped" at Tescos. FISHY LITTLE SMELLS SEND SHARKS INTO WATERS. aND ENJOY...

Anyone at GW's do on Sat, I bumped into Al from Westfield Ave. the other weak. Any "goss" on julie et al...
(pst: you neeeeever heard it here!)
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Can't decide whether to pickle onions today, or slap a bit of paint on a "Parker Street": any suggestions?

Update 1: managed to get the label on 1 jar of Alison's Famous Pickled Onions.

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Anymore vandalism of this page, and you will ALL be sent off. Go defecate in your own pooper-scooper for all I care, but I won't help you bury the bodies~


el lobstairo
Former Golf Umpire Bristol (no. hons. but scraped through on retakes)
If anyone spots Mr. Scudder, please explain that WRITS are now pending...
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