The title of this blog comes from a Gaelic expression -"putting on the poor mouth"-which means to exaggerate the direness of one's situation in order to gain time or favour from creditors.
21 January 2011
Boris: Bad to the Bone
Don;t be fooled by the exhibition catalogue I Boris am:
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Boris? Bad? He's just a pussycat really. And a very lovely one too.
And he whispered something about you to me Jams, during our recent lads night in at the philosophy corner. Do you really want everybody to know? So... no more bad-mouthing of Boris please, just photography showing every good and great aspect of his magnificent self. Ted though? ... now there's a bad boy (according to Boris).
You called my bluff. I was too damn pissed on the ToiletBeg cocktails to remember. But I do remember it was awful... absolutely awful (your guilty secret, not the ToiletBeg - that went down OK at the time, and it kept going down too, as its name would suggest). Anyway, you should be thoroughly ashamed of yourself, as I'm sure you know even if I don't. Oh well. Big Boris may be a bad ass but he was one damned fine drinking pal. Give him a pat from Big H (if he's still speaking to me, after the ToiletBeg did its work on him).
Pah H you drink my Ardbeg and you drink my Toilet Duck. It erases the memory. I will let you know my dark secret. I am actually Bill de Berg and I control this part of the galaxy on behalf of the space hamsters.
9 comments:
Boris? Bad? He's just a pussycat really. And a very lovely one too.
And he whispered something about you to me Jams, during our recent lads night in at the philosophy corner. Do you really want everybody to know? So... no more bad-mouthing of Boris please, just photography showing every good and great aspect of his magnificent self. Ted though? ... now there's a bad boy (according to Boris).
You called my bluff. I was too damn pissed on the ToiletBeg cocktails to remember. But I do remember it was awful... absolutely awful (your guilty secret, not the ToiletBeg - that went down OK at the time, and it kept going down too, as its name would suggest). Anyway, you should be thoroughly ashamed of yourself, as I'm sure you know even if I don't. Oh well. Big Boris may be a bad ass but he was one damned fine drinking pal. Give him a pat from Big H (if he's still speaking to me, after the ToiletBeg did its work on him).
Ooops, I thought this post was going to be about Boris Johnson ... :-)
Pah H you drink my Ardbeg and you drink my Toilet Duck. It erases the memory. I will let you know my dark secret. I am actually Bill de Berg and I control this part of the galaxy on behalf of the space hamsters.
Haha Francis had it been that Boris it would feature a song about not finding one's arse with both hands
Bill de Berg! Bloody hell, does Mr Higham know?
Hi sweet boris
we want to cuddle you ;-)
Adorable meowmeow friend ...
HUgs Kareltje =^.^= Betsie >^.^<
Yep, so he is bad. But in a good way and for a good cause: feline supremacy.
Haha he is in my power H
Aww Betsie is so sweet. I hope Kareltje is fie with her
He is wicked bad Snoopy.. apart from his unnatural love for a huge mastiff!
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