Anubis the Jackal

Scoobee-doo-wah! Bip-a-dip-a-dip-a-boo-ee-ah! Jazz Banned at Irish Catholic funerals doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-wah etc.etc.etc

Blimey, another World of Twist member gone. MC Shells would best be watching her step.

(Avoiding the NSFW obvious alternative)

Windsor is a nun

Pollack Pollock

(appreciative applause for MPFC)

And, of course, often comes in white.

Even more bizarre is the fairly common practice of clearing up the dog-eggs into a plastic bag and then chucking the bag into a hedge, thus preventing Fido's Faecal Fudge from actually bio-degrading naturally. Being a self-righteous dog-owner I'm totally in agreement with the Honorable Member for Fraserburgh. All the more reason to leave it on their door-step. What causes the most environmental damage? Dog sh*t or plastic bags (which most people use to pick up after their dogs)? By leaving it, you're helping to save the environment. (Having said that I do pick up after my dog (I have a pretty bad record when it comes to stepping in sh*t)).

Now, it was all going so well, wasn't it?

Reminds me of the old Welsh joke... During WWII, a German spy was parachuted into Wales with instructions to contact a man called Jones in a certain village. He arrived early in the morning, walked down the main street, and the only person he saw was a policeman, who greeted him pleasantly. He thought: a policeman should know everybody in the village, so he asked for directions to the house of a man called Jones. The policeman replied: “Well boyo, just about everyone here has the name of Jones, so we go by our our occupations. There is Jones the Post, Jones the Baker, Jones the Plumber … as a matter of fact, I’m Jones the Police.” Ach so, thought the German, this policeman may be the man I am wanting. I will give him the password. “The sun rises in the east”, he said. “Oh”, replied the policeman, “it’s Jones the Spy you were wanting. Why didn’t you say so in the first place?”

sh*t the bed, Handy! You've re-awakened so many childhood nightmares. I can never, ever forgive you.

I'm going to quote this post, just in case another of Banshees personalities decides s/he wants to delete it. Prime time brown trout BS!

So who got to eat the spunky biscuit in the end then?

Probably not Clive Dunn...They don't like it up 'em.

Matthews diminished.

Still at it apparently...

"First they came for the Fuzzy-wuzzies, and I didn't speak up because I was not a Fuzzy-wuzzy."

His Royal Highness indeed, he'll have trouble with low bridges in that titfer.

What's the betting that intelligent life finally contacts us from beyond our solar system and then signs on for sick benefits?

According to Mr Malthus, yes. I fear that the agricultural revolution may just have staved off the inevitable malthusian drop, and in fact made it worse when it comes.

LFN, In my opinion it isn't just speculators raising commodity prices, rather a combination of their actions and environmental problems, but they are exacerbating the situation for their own ends.

In these dark days of fighting and flaming and apocalyptic prophecies, a rare example of proper humour from Deathlist. Bravo! Mr. T.