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That looks great!

Finally got nearly all the soot out of my nose after using London's Victorian underground. I have no idea how authentically Italian the recipe is, but in America, when you order chicken parmesan, you get breaded boneless chicken breasts (either roasted or pan-fried), which are then simmered in tomato sauce with cheese on top (usually mozzerella and/or parmigiana). I usually include the parmigiana in the breading, and use a tomato sauce with lots of basil. Um, yeah, it's meant to be a slice of Parmesan on the dish ...

Are you calling everyone, who doesn't subscribe to Christianity, crass?

As a socialist I think he would respond well to a communist-trap, so some fairy-tale like a stocking for Santa Claus to fill.

And vampires can kill other vampires in a cannibalistic cull.

I am very skeptical of any article that doesn't cite sources. Especially one that claims categorical results from a study of 400 people, and especially considering it was possible to check one of the (unsupported) hypotheses against 750k people. Even the study of 25k suicides doesn't give enough information to make an informed judgement on their data ... it wouldn't be difficult to give the basic statistics (standard deviation, alpha value, statistical significance ... ), we don't even know what the hypothesis WAS, and whether the testers failed to disprove it. What happened to quoting sources? Sample sizes? Confidence levels?

Did Yeltsin just break wind?

No.

Blood pressure rises up to 400/200 during weights, so perhaps there is some trigger when you finish the extreme conditions of lifting. Could be thyroid.

I went (indoor) climbing in London. It required me to take a circuitous route for the usual 40 minute journey, with a half-hour bus-replacement and sixty minute train journey and then some more assorted tube travelling to return back to the original destination. Finally got some climbing done. Then had to go back the way I came. Some small change from six hours on public transport. At least I have callouses on my hands now.

Well you better find out and report back, pronto!

Ye daft bugger. If you clicked on the links I posted, you'll be taken to the soundtrack page for each film.

My big weakness is the choreography ... once my slow uptake of the body movements is completed, I can do them for hours ...

You can have observers, can't you? (I don't recall ...)

And he wins ... with a pair of deuces!

It's a pandemic.

That's exactly the state to be in to see 300.

Should be done by Christmas. Of some year.

Don't forget Ray Bradbury was apoplectic with Michael Moore's (in his opinion totally inappropriate) tribute to his classic novel Fahrenheit 451.

Ah, an immaculate conception, I see.

Delicious is as subjective as any other type of beauty, I suppose ...

Now I want the time machine that Ed-D'Oh invents to come back to the nineteenth century and give birth to Walsh.

Do your own legwork, English pigdog.

All the bad press it received in the rest of the world?