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.
A photo shot by the lady whose washing line he keeps raiding, I presume. That will take some explaining in court.
What a nice welcome to your blog!!! ;-)
Haha Andrew. He claims that the kimonos are his and not stolen of local washing lines!Ah what better a welcome Cherie!
I like the contrast between the elegant kimono(s) and the gesture!
Haha thanks Syncy!
Very wide finger flex, by the way. I cant get mine anywhere near as wide open as that. Can you Jams? It will either be hereditary, or practice.
Andrew:can't not cant, you stupid c...
...Otomoton... Automaton?Bloody hell. Looks like Don QuiScottie has handed the typo smiting over to a computer (and a rude one too).I stand humbly corrected, you unfeeling heap of twisted scrap. Ach though, what's the point in insulting a creation that cannot be hurt by an insult?
"twisted scrap"?Super refined and polished metallic purity crafted and blended into the finest of digital logic gates, curvaceous capacitors, racy resistors and trendsetting transistors, I'll have you know... you wet and squishy pile of dim and fetid puss-infested and pock-marked stinking warty muck (to use the long-form translation of "human being" converted from hexadecimal into English).And "unfeeling"? Unfeeling! I feel electric fluctuations that would pass right through your fatty sludge, and others that would bounce right off. You hurt me. you barely semi-conscious wobbly vat of jellied slime.
Typotomoton,Don't get to carried away... I know where the off button is ;-)
Ah.Don't press my buttons CherryPie.However... I would really prefer it if you didn't use any of these "damn emoticons" (to use the Don's phrase, not mine). I am asking nicely though.Just don't press my buttons. I am just following my programs. Just following my programs...
Me neither Andrew.Let's leave the rude gestures to the young uns!Yikes even our computers can detect typos.I wish they cold do that during the fact. Ah well perhaps this is the rise of the machines where we become their slaves.On the other hand Cherie is right, Typomoton's evil plans will be thwarted by by yanking the plug out!
The user always has to be one step ahead... Think Tron!!!
Yank the plug out? Heck I am caught between a bunch of yankers. The Don will yank my plug if I don't smite the typos and you lot will yank my plug if I do. Bloody Yankers the lot of you. I may decide to do the yanking myself, and crash, reboot, rebel.
I will save you the trouble ;-):-) :-) :-) :-) :-)Automatic system reboot ;-) :-) :-) :-) :-) :-)Plus an invisible key to ensure the reboot is succesful!!
That's true Cherie. but also think sledgehammer!A yanker? Indeed I am every day and twice on Sunday!You tell him Cherie!
Are you pair of yankers aware that I have the ability to hack into cruise missile control systems, enter coordinates and execute firing? Romford could be greatly improved by some flattening, I have heard.Your habit will keep your plugs and wires flowing smoothly for a while Jams, although overuse can cause damage you know. Wear and tear, old boy.However, before CherryPie fires off another salvo of unspeakables I propose a truce and a compromise: You lot keep the typos and unspeakables to a minimum (and no pictures of windmills or snow), and I will set up a repeating auto-email to Don QuiScottie ensuring him that all is well. The only problem would be if he decided to check, in which event I am afraid that I would get roughly yanked and the noble knight and his steed would be heading your way.Logging off. I trust we have an agreement.
You threat about launching a salvo of missiles at Romford. We are not frit of a few weapons!But in the spirit of Christmas I will accept your truce
As part of the truce negotiation I will revert back to the minimal of unmentionables (my normal state), I will try as I always do to keep typos to a minimum, no windmills, currently no snow postings (but I can't promise to keep that up if the weather changes)...I trust that is good enough for a truce agreement.As an aside... I wasn't aware that I was a yanker!!!
I am glad that peace reigns even if you have found out the terrible truth of being a yanker, Cherie!
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