Captain Posted 23 hours ago Posted 23 hours ago (edited) 32 minutes ago, turboplanner said: .... threw a burkha over Pangy walked into the bush and threw him into the blackberries, ..... This post, Dear Readers, has gone viral on Chinese social media, as billions of Chinese, who had grown tired of the bland taste of Pangolin & rice, are now rejuvenated by the prospect of the pangolin meat being basted with the rich taste of blackberry. This has also generated a new line of Chinese gastronomy as many in Inner Mongolia are also excited about the possibility of Pangolin in a Sambuca & cream sauce. Franchised restaurant chains are already being planned, and shares + futures in Maccas China have slumped. Edited 23 hours ago by Captain 1
turboplanner Posted 20 hours ago Posted 20 hours ago ....sell mines and minesellers are a breed of their own, knowing all the tecniques from.......
Captain Posted 20 hours ago Posted 20 hours ago 7 minutes ago, turboplanner said: ....sell mines and minesellers are a breed of their own, knowing all the tecniques from....... ..... salting, hence the 12 gauge shottys that brought a roaring trade for OT when he would hire them to mine owners near "end-of-life" after he had already made a handsome killing from hiring his hundreds of equipment items. For $5,000 per cartridge, OT would also provide cartridges pre-loaded with pure gold pellets that he had ..... A classic western aphorism commonly attributed to Mark Twain defines a gold or silver mine as a hole in the ground with a liar on top. 1 1
turboplanner Posted 17 hours ago Posted 17 hours ago ........made from kindergarten gold paint and sheep droppings. Cappy would invite the prospective owner down the mine and there in a little grotto would be the flecks of gold and odour of sheepsh!t that none of them woke up to .................... 1
Captain Posted 9 hours ago Posted 9 hours ago (edited) 8 hours ago, turboplanner said: ........made from kindergarten gold paint and sheep droppings. Cappy would invite the prospective owner down the mine and there in a little grotto would be the flecks of gold and odour of sheepsh!t that none of them woke up to .................... .... until a New Zulander was looking to buy a mine in WA and was down in the grotto. "Hung on thur" he said "Thut's an unforguttable odor from my expurimental youth down in the buck padduck, and thus changes all of my preconcuptions about ..... Edited 9 hours ago by Captain
onetrack Posted 8 hours ago Posted 8 hours ago .....whurr sheep go, whun yuh can't find thum! They go underground!" "Of course", said OT soothingly, "Haven't you heard of underground mutton? It was a great delicacy in my youth, and even today, you still can find.........
John Werner Posted 7 hours ago Posted 7 hours ago ....."subterranean mutton forequarters dressed up as surficial lamb in the vicinity of Mount Cook or floating in Lake Wakatipu waiting for the other casserole ingredients to arrive "ex gradient" from Russia where they largely use potatos in such Soviet-era dishes because the sadness for the past holds everything together today" he said wishing he had never interceded in that scandal over pork chops at the Bolshoi Ballet...... 1
Captain Posted 3 hours ago Posted 3 hours ago (edited) 4 hours ago, John Werner said: ....."subterranean mutton forequarters dressed up as surficial lamb in the vicinity of Mount Cook or floating in Lake Wakatipu waiting for the other casserole ingredients to arrive "ex gradient" from Russia where they largely use potatos in such Soviet-era dishes because the sadness for the past holds everything together today" he said wishing he had never interceded in that scandal over pork chops at the Bolshoi Ballet...... .... where Margot Fontaine was well known for liking a bit of pork on her fork, and Rudy could do wonders with a quart of vodka, a rather large diameter seasoned pork sausage, a full dip plie, and a gasp ...... Edited 3 hours ago by Captain
Captain Posted 3 hours ago Posted 3 hours ago (edited) NOTE TO OUR HUNDREDS OF NES CONTRIBUTORS - Please use care and restraint with your Cessna jokes now that John W has joined us .......... or at least until Cappy can check the files in Argentina to see whether John is part of the SS Werners, or that other Werner family tree who were less extreme. bull ..... John is from Tasmania. Do you know him? And can you attest as to his suitability for the high demands of the NES. Edited 3 hours ago by Captain
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