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Date: Tue, 23 May 2006 10:51:28 GMT
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On Tue, 23 May 2006 05:15:19 GMT, WingedMessenger <Boy@Flying.high>
wrote:
>Mephistopheles <no-fixed@address.net> wrote in
>news:cji472plcni64ptk7kfi4ukh15k2h3lk6f@4ax.com:
>
>> On Mon, 22 May 2006 15:41:56 GMT, "go||um " <easy@s.123> wrote:
>>
>>>On Mon, 22 May 2006 15:08:37 GMT, Mephistopheles
>>><no-fixed@address.net> wrote:
>>>
>>>>On Mon, 22 May 2006 13:11:22 GMT, WingedMessenger <Boy@Flying.high>
>>>>wrote:
>>>>
>>>>>Mephistopheles <no-fixed@address.net> wrote in
>>>>>news:fq8372t129ocd5jfc5jkokaap3grj4p590@4ax.com:
>>>>>
>>>>>> Shan't be staying long. Just come for a quick kip. Over there in
>>>>>> the corner....always was my favourite place.
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...............
>>>>>>
>>>>>> M
>>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>So it's you hidden away in that grotty cardboard box labelled
>>>>>"Fragile, Handle with Care" with the odour of unwashed feet and
>>>>>unmentionables pervading the once clean atmosphere. How the mighty
>>>>>are fallen LOL.
>>>>>
>>>>>Mercury.
>>>>
>>>>Hark! I hear a knocking at the gate!
>>>>Who is it that does roughly me awake?
>>>>
>>>>Why, 'tis my dear gossip friend of yore
>>>>That brings me toasted tea-cakes as before.
>>>>
>>>>How the mighty are fallen, you well may ask,
>>>>I, that in loving friendships once did bask.
>>>>I have heard the mermaids singing each to each....
>>>>I no longer think that they will sing to me.
>>>>I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
>>>>Have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
>>>>.
>>>>'Tis one thing to be tempted, Winged Rider,
>>>>Another thing to fall!
>>>>Oh, shut up, Mephi!
>>>>This makes no sense at all
>>>>
>>>>May Angels guide your path where'er you fly,
>>>>Where'er you post your several lyric tunes,.
>>>>Tis enough that I should spot you passing by,
>>>>As I measure out my life in coffee spoons.
>>>>
>>>>Mephi
>>>
>>>It's hard to nap with my snoring, but if you can then more power to
>>>you.
>>>
>>>-g
>>
>> O Lordy, Lord!
>>
>> This must surely be the biggest & heaviest single file that's ever
>> been posted in Smeagol since the place was built. I do hope the floor
>> holds up under its weight, for I would be loath to end up arse over
>> apex down in some subterranean vault among the plumbing.
>>
>> And I never knew there was a song about coffee spoons. Well, I best
>> gird my loins & push off, & thanks to the poster. The name strikes a
>> bell.
>>
>> Mephi
>>
>
>Talking about plumbing. On awakening from my oft disturbed slumber, and
>requiring a visit to the room often named the small room, imagine my
>dismay when I found a copious trail of blue loo from the cistern, down
>the pipe and onto my floor. There, lying in all its odd glory, I saw "a
>thing". OH, I said to myself, I wonder if that is Mephi, having fallen
>amongst my plumbing. However, after struggling onto my knees it was
>discovered to be a small piece of a washer from the aforesaid cistern.
>Steeling myself to raising my ageing self again to the upright position,
>I stood, with head bowed in shame, and asked myself, how could I imagine
>a broken piece of washer to be the renowned Mephi?.
>Shame on me, I thought, went to the kitchen, brewed, and imbibed that
>most luxurious of human traditions, a cuppa.
>
>Mercury,
Why did you so inconsiderately mention a cuppa. For I had to break off
incontinently on reading it, repair to the kitchen, switch on kettle &
make some toast thickly layered with Robertson's Silver Shred. ( Can't
stand marmalade).
As to nightly disturbances, they no longer affect me, even after a
night on the tiles, for I had the "op" years back, & as the consultant
then promised, I have since been pee-ing like a 12 year old. So much
so, that when I hap to lay on a display in the Public Urinals any
users 6 feet either side of me step back from the wall in panic for
fear of being soaked by the splash-back from my power-hose.
Stop it, Mephi, you are now regressing to the deplorable vulgarites of
said 12 year olds, which was not part of the package! Stop it at once!
Yes, I am at last beginning to get my money's worth back from the NHS.
In fact, their cash-strapped administration has asked me if I'd ever
thought of moving abroad. The audacity of the fellow, when as a
heavily-taxed smoker I am one of the depleted band who finance the
whole bloody set-up.
Mephi
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