Walsingham

I can't help it. It'sa ll this exercise. Angries up the blood.

And I thought I was the only one who thought it odd that we celebrated international labour day.

...Says the man with a duck on his head.

That's all to the good. More fun for all.

I'm not splitting. I was just momentarily stumped.

Aha. Hence that rule about Nazis. I have to say that Sando should write some books about Rwanda that ignore everything that happened during th genocide and concentrate solely on the Belgians. They'd sure as hell sell to someone.

I'm with Fenguang. We have to help Pop 'liberate' the young lady. ...Sand, you're drafted into this endeavour.

Surely we can't force people to celebrate. We're not communists.

I have no intent. I merely want to capture him. He's too little not to be thrown back. Plus that means others may have the pleasure of hunting him.

I think we just found Project SASKATCHEWAN for Obs.

I wooden do anything like that. You'd have to be some kind of splinter faction to consider that acceptable.

I mean that due to an insufficiency of wit I was unable to determine how your straw man had arrived on the field of play.

I found this page describing good English food. Once you have tried it I would challenege anyone to say we can't cook. http://www.greatbritishkitchen.co.uk/recipe_index.htm

What is it with puns today? I heard such a bad one today during 'I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue' I fell over. No exaggeration, although I can't explain how.

Looks to me like your drivers are funted. But I know next to nothing.

That would be ex-best friend. Nonsense. What kind of friend do you get shot of over some girl? He didn't know we were a potential item. If he had he'd have stayed well away. EDIT: This is not to say I didn't get annoyed. I broke my toaster in an 'accidental' punching earlier. Tomorrow I shall be learning how to panel beat stainless steel!

Although, rather unlike Clinton, he was instrumental in the appointment of the man who replaced him. NOW who's being naive?

Blood loss indeed I was pretty young, and had never been injured before, and was in a bit of fix to find help. I understand the lyric is originally Bo Diddley.

Appeals to the umpire for an appalling strawman-before-wicket. Please explain.

A cheese and ennui snadewich.

I don't think it exists, unless you count getting plik ii noo chillis stuck in your eustacean tube.

Rather like Clinton, I feel he benefits somewhat from his predecessor's performance. EDIT: I mean of course ... er... that thing when... Putin.

No, Guy Fawkes day is when we celebrate our 500 years of the War on Terror by burning catholics. i really hope this was an attempt to be funny Sorry, skirting bad taste, I hope. I mention it because I don't think it's healthy to forget that England has done its fair share of ethnic cleansing in the past. However, as all good Englishmen know we always make light of the most serious things. I'm told reliably that I was never so funny as when I 1) had typhoid and nearly died 2) nearly severed my thumb off ... and nearly died. I've considered having a stand up show in which the audience participate by trying to kill me.

I hate going to London, too. I'm always having that soot thing in my nose for days afterwards. The only place I've been that was worse was Bangkok, and frankly with the being attacked twice, and nearly robbed, and the japanese encephalitis it was the least of my worries.

I'll trade you some of your anorexia for some of my Englishness. I need to lose weight, and you coudl try some sang froid. More seriously, I wonder if it's to do with having to go through winter without anything to cheer you up like birthdays.