You can dress anyway you like Anna.
After all, you are one of the Exalted Grand Dragons of the order.
Bill can wear jungle garb................rambo style.
..............being the Holy Exalted Grand Dragon.
Being a non exalted dragon at this point, I still free to wear my white alligator shoes, and Panama hat.
Sure...come as you are Anna...................
Hope you don't mind the smell of good Cuban cigars![]()
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I love a good Cuban cigar in the midnight hour. I smoke cigarettes though, and I prefer a good old Virginia - plain.
More than this, it would be nice to dance away in this forum. It's got to be better than street life.
(Raises eyebrow)
Why, aye, pet. When the boat comes in.
"Take this, brother; may it serve you well."
Thinking on this,
perhaps........
Maybe we call it The Grands Lizards Lounge.
Subforum status...needless to add.
From one Grand Lizard to another.......
what are your thoughts?
---Update---
You have eyebrows to raise?
Okay...you're the chairperson.
Tabled.......
Seconded.......
Done....
You can be the Supreme Grande Dragon.
What do you say to that?
I like Icke!
Seriously. That's not the same as saying that I sign up to his stuff, though I was half-convinced by his 1999 Channel 4 documentary 'TEFL Teachers in Thailand are Zionist Lizard Bilderburgers'.
No, it's just his fucking bottle I admire.
I don't think he is mad, or crazy, or a nutter. He intrigues me, that's all. He's likeable enough in his own way. If I went for a beer with David Icke I reckon there'd be worse ways to spend an evening.
As long as he didn't talk about football (what with him being an ex-goalkeeper). That'd mark him out as a boring fuck.
The trick is with those cunts is to get in quick. I could get Icke onto some good stuff pretty quickly.
It wouldn't be boring.
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There are few problems in life that cannot be solved with toast.
One of them, however, is opening a can of corned beef with that stupid key. This cannot easily be done at the best of times, and toast is of surprisingly little use in resolving the issue.
We even have a God (zilla) to pray to....
We should send an invite to Newt Gingrich.
Iguana Time:
We have an anthem...
The crocodile chorus is the highlight.![]()
Feels a tad on the academic side........... over in these here parts...........this morning.....,eh?
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WB....wall of voodoo.................wicked...thx
---Update---
Mi-Sex - Computer Games (1979)
Mi-Sex - Computer Games (1979) - YouTube
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Band Location: Hamilton, Waikato, New Zealand
Track: Computer Games
Album: Graffiti Crimes
Produced By: Peter Dawkins
Label: CBS
"Ka warea te ware. Ka area te Rangatira."
Letting thoughts go......
Letting thoughts go and come 'round.
Any man suggesting that you hold that thought.............evil()in deed.
My mind searches for a nice musical contribution.................
....
My thought for the day (shudder) be
...
It's saner to practice insanity than otherwise.
I'm a bird
Oh, Russ.
Not Laughing Lennie, please.
My sister - this is no shit - spent thousands going to see him on that tour. She's the world's oldest miserable groupie. It's her thing, no real disrespect, but she is fucking obsessive.
Christmas dinner used to be a right barrel of laughs. We'd have to prime people beforehand, 'Don't let her go on about Leonard Cohen. If you do, I'll stab you in the face and you'll get no pudding, okay?'
Last edited by Anna Key; 24th May 2012 at 23:27.
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