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Australian parking methods could improve.
Wu Wei
ursus senum severiorum and ex-Bisy Backson
No, you're probably right.... I also see a shiny new Jeeps, that I am pretty sure have never been off road, jacked up on big mud tires, with a snorkel on the engine..... even the wheel wells were shinny.... driving down the highway
From my high-school french, "Good morning women and men..." I won't try to comment on what you deign to call a beautiful and glorious journey.
Why do you assume God does not like spam, spam, glorious spam? Maybe it's even divine spam.
Wu Wei
ursus senum severiorum and ex-Bisy Backson
Bloody Vikings
Why disparage a group of devout vikings who are praising and thanking God for that manna from heaven... spam
I did it wrong on purpose for English speakers, in French it's the masculine that comes first ;-)
Should have been messieurs, madames.
And that was journée= day
Wassup with vikings?
Where Oh where has my sanity gone
Where Oh where can it be
I see Oh see who to blame
Hi, @ChristineM ...
Where Oh where can it be
I see Oh see who to blame
Hi, @ChristineM ...
Don't need my help
Bad jokes are not appreciated by the insane!
I'm going to make a winning lunch now. I guess I'm just not insane enough. That reminds me of a Rumi poem that starts.
I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.
The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.
He said, "You're not mad enough.
You don't belong in this house."
I went wild and had to be tied up.
He said, "Still not wild enough
to stay with us!"
I broke through another layer
into joyfulness.
He said, "It's not enough."
I died.
He said, "You're a clever little man,
full of fantasy and doubting."
I plucked out my feathers and became a fool.
He said, "Now you're the candle
for this assembly."
But I'm no candle. Look!
I'm scattered smoke.
I was dead, then alive.
Weeping, then laughing.
The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.
He said, "You're not mad enough.
You don't belong in this house."
I went wild and had to be tied up.
He said, "Still not wild enough
to stay with us!"
I broke through another layer
into joyfulness.
He said, "It's not enough."
I died.
He said, "You're a clever little man,
full of fantasy and doubting."
I plucked out my feathers and became a fool.
He said, "Now you're the candle
for this assembly."
But I'm no candle. Look!
I'm scattered smoke.
Thanks for cheering me up!