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Well Gnats thanks for bringing your winning poem back to life and signposting it for gamble’s attention. I watched your through the keyhole a few times and received ideas and inspiration for marketing the song into a successful hit. The fact these ideas kept changing delayed my connecting them to you. They are little unusual and complex and would involve getting in touch with the estate of the late Jane Birkin ( her voice is central ) and those who deal with the late Anthony Perkins estate. An avatar of the two would play an essential part in the songs presentation. Perkins would be dressed in military blue and wearing a horizontal bicorn hat. Ron Mael of Sparks would be the only living member to accompany the avatars and would burst in on keyboards with this space ain’t big enough for the two of us.
The horsey song represents the ongoing battle between the human and animal kingdoms. There’s a lot of green. The lyrics do not change but are adjusted to the haunting whispery theme of Je t’aime. Perkins would occasionally break into a trot on an imaginary nag but never smiles. Ron similarly gives a weird moist look and bangs out the keys in a temper with his brothers high falsetto voice providing the substance.
I thought Switzerland were worthy winners. I enjoyed the Irish entry and Luxembourg impressed. I turned in at 430. Only got four hours sleep but am off out into the bright sunshine of Turffontein after appropriate study.
As for the British entry hmmm, well..
When I get home of an evening I want slippers, a cup o’ tea and a fish, could be a kipper, with a friendly salad.
What I don’t want is to come home and walk in to a toilet shower scenario with dancing men wearing jock straps with bendy bodies attached. The white tiling reminded me of the funny farm and that’s a long time ago and possibly best forgotten.
White tiles scare me rigid.
I took the risk of upset purely for the sake of a laff – and do remember bigG I have Scottish lineage 30 % only, well, not pure and total, and certainly less than you – but it is blood, I and can easily laff 30% at myself.
I originate from the murderous Campbell clan and I am most hated by Stuarts!
LONG LIVE SPLASH
hated by admin
but loved by the widows
of those who scrolled it.THE WINNER TAKES IT ALL
Jean Le Blob Baptiste’s severed head was delicately placed on a silver plate and handed by Le Marquis de Matre Herod under Caesar Mac Le knife’s direct orders to the Talking Horses fraternity. This gift of unwanted dumped flesh, was given to offset past wounds.
What surprised the fraternity most when they got the head home was – it talked.
Sgt Pepper versus Chiquitita
difficult innit !
Let us let the infamous Johnny Rotten of pretty vacant Country Life butter fame, not forgetting Never mind the Bollocks, toss a penny on this..
He’s taken a slash and run off with the coin !
He’ll never get knighted !The famous roll necked crooner Andy Williams would take a plane to Paris just to buy his underwear.
gamble saved the fare – he picked his jocks up in a dump.
If only the then thirteen year teenager Blob had entered his ‘ Kemptown by floodlight ‘ in 74, ABBA, good as they were, would have met their Waterloo, and would consequentially not have had the guts to record The Winner takes it all. They would have met their Fernando.
AHHH HAAA
He was the ultimate dancing queen – Diane Avis ! He loved the fractions over decimalised odds
There’s political bias here.
Switzerland were the only country to date, to never break the Code.
They had a good banking set up until laws were made to infiltrate it.It was a beautiful country in ’73 when I, gamble & co. infiltrated it’s borders. I was largely lying down, but I do have a clear memory of it’s large peaks.
The Blob tried to gatecrash his winning entry – a catchy number cleverly named
‘I’ll bet my money on the bobtail nag ‘
– however the word Bomber from Basingstoke had failed to factor in the presence of an armed retaliatory group, namely, The National Residential Landlords Association who got prior wind of his entry and were armed with batons and writs at the entrance. Once again the Blob was hospitalised !
‘So what drove the self-styled ‘stately homo’ – a man who claimed to hate England – to return home when he knew it may kill him? Did he effectively commit suicide? I believe he did.’
There’s a a big Basingstoke Bomber difference – the Blob was brutally killed by his landlord when he dared to challenge his rental agreement.
Ground of the type he didn’t like – the late Crisp’s legal team will be in touch. It could cost you a packet !
“I haven’t replied to Gnats yet.’
‘What would your advice be Blob on this rather delicate matter ?’
Blob… ” My advice would be to stay put and rot in this thread ”
“If I might candidly say – that’s fine advice from a dead’n.”
“Duck L’Orange is all that’s left on the menu.”
” I’m a Nicene Christian I only eat eat meat of a herbivore with split hooves and birds without a crop and without webbed feet.”
“Duck’s all we got left.”
” Can you remove the feet and give me two large duck and chips. ”
A lot of the forum have been put under enforced suicide watch.
Last time I encountered Richard a thick member (not IQ) of the Blob click, well it was all of 19 days ago, and he was not drinking tea, but seemingly suffering withdrawal symptoms and in a downward spiralling state of Blob depression.
I found him sitting under Blackfriars Bridge drinking more bottles of cheap plonk than Dr Mostert would dream of prescribing to cure the good Doctor’s insomnia. To top that Richard was threatening to give away all of his internal organs.
Well Ruby, that’s highly interesting about your curious numerical find but you could easily add 5 to 10 thousand to the unlucky 13, for as as you well know a huge number of posts were lost with the interface change to the new easy peasy site.
Incidentally When you reach five figures something glorious happens – you get accredited recognition. All and sundry including eminent members of the senior management team will start calling you lad. It’s the ultimate mark of respect in forum speak.
Long live the Ministry of Love.
