I am a name known to all :p :
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I am a name known to all :p :
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Originally Posted by CarlMetro
Thats an outrageous slur on my hitherto unblemished name! ;) :D
Yes, you're quite right, I'm fed up with being treated like a sheep, I mean what's the point of going abroad if you're just another tourist carted round in buses, surrounded by sweaty mindless oafs from Kettering and Coventry in their cloth caps and their cardigans and their transistor radios and their 'Sunday Mirrors', complaining about the tea, 'Oh they don't make it properly here do they not like at home' stopping at Majorcan bodegas, selling fish and chips and Watney's Red Barrel and calamares and two veg and sitting in their cotton sun frocks squirting Timothy White's suncream all over their puffy raw swollen purulent flesh cos they 'overdid it on the first day'! And being herded into endless Hotel Miramars and Bellevueses and Continentals with their modern international luxury roomettes and draft Red Barrel and swimmingpools full of fat German businessmen pretending they're acrobats, forming pyramids and frightening the children and barging in the queues and if you're not at your table spot on seven you miss the bowl of Campbell's Cream of Mushroom soup, the first item on the menu of International Cuisine, and every Thursday night the hotel is a bloody cabaret in the bar featuring a tiny emaciated dago with nine-inch hips and some bloated fat tart with her hair Brylcreemed down and a big arse presenting Flamenco for Foreigners. And adenoidal typists from Birmingham with flabby white legs and diarrhoea trying to pick up hairy bandy-legged wop waiters called Manuel, and once a week there's an excursion to the local Roman ruins to buy cherryade and melted ice cream and bleedin' Watney's Red Barrel, and one evening you visit the so-called typical restaurant with local colour and atmosphere and you sit next to a party of people from Rhyl who keeps singing 'Torremolinos, Torremolinos', and complaining about the food, 'It's so greasy here isn't it!' and you get cornered by some drunken greengrocer from Luton with an Instamatic and Dr Scholl sandals and Tuesday's 'Daily Express' and he drones on and on and on about how Mr Smith should be running this country and how many languages Enoch Powell can speak and then he throws up all over the Cuba Libres. And sending tinted postcards of places they don't realise they haven't even visited, 'to all at number 22, weather wonderful our room is marked with an "X". Food very greasy but we found a charming little place hidden away in the back streets, where they serve Watney's Red Barrel and cheese and onion crisps and the accordionist plays "Maybe its because I'm a Londoner"
Some interesting new developments, but it leads us back to the same thing... the LW back with me :D
rollo, you are on probation for writing complete dribble, so the LW will be mine :p :
So it's the start of a new week and I see the LW is with me :D Some things never change ;)
...and sometimes things do change, like the LW. :cheese:
You used the word:Quote:
Originally Posted by harvick#1
Dribble - n. a small trickling stream or a drop.
When the word:
Drivel - n. childish, silly, or meaningless talk or thinking; nonsense; twaddle.
...would have been more appropriate.
Yes it's true, I do talk crap but it's grammatically accurate crap :D
Rollo, I take it you didn't really enjoy thay experience.
Was it similar to losing the LW?