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Post by Gresty on Feb 12, 2019 12:14:41 GMT
Boris?
Not THE Boris, surely?
Thought that he was too busy dreaming up yet more bus advertising.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2019 12:51:29 GMT
Boris? Not THE Boris, surely? Thought that he was too busy dreaming up yet more bus advertising. Moving the (goal)posts, yeh? Is there anybody left on here who can keep up?? |
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Post by Gresty on Feb 12, 2019 12:54:50 GMT
I think we're going round in (centre)circles.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2019 12:12:21 GMT
You forgot Can.
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Post by colebridgebull on Feb 14, 2019 12:41:51 GMT
Julio Inglaises? And his DAD?
Who?
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Post by Palms Halt on Feb 14, 2019 12:49:50 GMT
And still it goes on. Every hour of every day of each week no matter what, it’s Brexit again and again. It’s endless, and it’s now about to aggravate my eczema and make my fat face glow red by the forthcoming next up celebration of European culture and music, the unholy bas.tar.d undiluted rancid crap produced and transmitted to my aching ears, known namely as the bloody Eurovision Song Contest. How I despise it. I know the European Union have nothing to do with it and it’s not their fault. A sane man wouldn’t associate the two dreadful things. But I do. I choose to associate both with one another and apportion irrational blame on the European Union for the continuance of Eurovision Song Contest. I do it because of my inalienable rights to moan for the sakes of just moaning. And as for the melodic dirges that get shovelled out by our tone death Continental cousins once every year throughout Eurovision. I say, thank God for the geological forces of the Ice Age that happily gifted Britain with the English Channel. Had it not been for this separation created by the brine I reckon the music from the British Isles would have turned out pretty much like their three chord glockenspiel cow bells rubbish who’s lyrics are all pretty much the same. Their songs invariable speak of a wandering minstrel who tips up in a local hamlet with his herd of lactating goats. He meets some buxom wench. They fall in love and after milking the goats or sucking away on the beasts teats, away they go, joined in glorious love, back up onto the mountain where they spend endless days happily in love yodelling and pi.ss.ing about with the herd of goats. Other than Edith Piaf, Julio Inglaises and his Dad, Kraftwerk, Abba, The Cheeky Girls, Charles Aznevor, Sachs Distel and two bloody Greek artists who’s names I can’t spell, I can’t think of anything melodically memorable that’s ever come out of mainland Europe. Wow, you're so zany |
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Post by changeabull on Feb 14, 2019 13:09:10 GMT
Not to mention Daft Punk, Air and Jean-Michel Jarre. |
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Post by mikeunderpenyard on Feb 14, 2019 13:11:25 GMT
He missed off Aqua.
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Post by mikeunderpenyard on Feb 14, 2019 13:21:52 GMT
The Moomins.
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Post by changeabull on Feb 14, 2019 13:25:08 GMT
Right! Other than those I’ve listed, Can, Aqua, Daft Punk, Air and Jean Michel Jarre, what else have the Europeans given us! Chris de Burgh |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2019 13:27:23 GMT
Right! Other than those I’ve listed, Can, Aqua, Daft Punk, Air and Jean Michel Jarre, what else have the Europeans given us! They are quite handy at porn. Especially if you have a thing for hairy armpits. |
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Post by Barney still in B-Block on Feb 14, 2019 13:27:37 GMT
Right! Other than those I’ve listed, Can, Aqua, Daft Punk, Air and Jean Michel Jarre, what else have the Europeans given us! Nightwish, Sirenia, Within Temptation, Leaves Eyes, Lacuna Coil, or any number of Symphonic Metal bands that we Brits just aren't as good at. |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2019 13:27:46 GMT
Right! Other than those I’ve listed, Can, Aqua, Daft Punk, Air and Jean Michel Jarre, what else have the Europeans given us! The plague. |
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Post by Palms Halt on Feb 14, 2019 13:33:59 GMT
Decent food
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2019 13:34:16 GMT
Tony Ferrino
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Post by mikeunderpenyard on Feb 14, 2019 13:34:40 GMT
Peroni?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2019 13:37:08 GMT
The plague's already been mentioned. |
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Post by Palms Halt on Feb 14, 2019 13:43:27 GMT
As well as some decent beer too |
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Post by FASH on Feb 14, 2019 16:04:34 GMT
Irrigation.
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Post by singe on Feb 14, 2019 22:01:48 GMT
And still it goes on. Every hour of every day of each week no matter what, it’s Brexit again and again. It’s endless, and it’s now about to aggravate my eczema and make my fat face glow red by the forthcoming next up celebration of European culture and music, the unholy bas.tar.d undiluted rancid crap produced and transmitted to my aching ears, known namely as the bloody Eurovision Song Contest. How I despise it. I know the European Union have nothing to do with it and it’s not their fault. A sane man wouldn’t associate the two dreadful things. But I do. I choose to associate both with one another and apportion irrational blame on the European Union for the continuance of Eurovision Song Contest. I do it because of my inalienable rights to moan for the sakes of just moaning. And as for the melodic dirges that get shovelled out by our tone death Continental cousins once every year throughout Eurovision. I say, thank God for the geological forces of the Ice Age that happily gifted Britain with the English Channel. Had it not been for this separation created by the brine I reckon the music from the British Isles would have turned out pretty much like their three chord glockenspiel cow bells rubbish who’s lyrics are all pretty much the same. Their songs invariable speak of a wandering minstrel who tips up in a local hamlet with his herd of lactating goats. He meets some buxom wench. They fall in love and after milking the goats or sucking away on the beasts teats, away they go, joined in glorious love, back up onto the mountain where they spend endless days happily in love yodelling and pi.ss.ing about with the herd of goats. Other than Edith Piaf, Julio Inglaises and his Dad, Kraftwerk, Abba, The Cheeky Girls, Charles Aznevor, Sachs Distel and two bloody Greek artists who’s names I can’t spell, I can’t think of anything melodically memorable that’s ever come out of mainland Europe. Hate to post controversially, especially when you post is so tongue in cheek, but haven't you just subconsciously explained why Brexit is such an issue at the moment. You've highlighted the arrogance of many of the population in Britain at the moment. Our country is better than yours - look at our history blah, blah, blah. Isn't it this very simplified opinion that Britain's imperial past with valley them through despite the fact that there seems to be no logical reason why Brexit should take place and all specialised opinion says it will be an unmitigated disaster. The Ice Age didn't move Britain far from mainland Europe, just like Ireland, and it is still much closer to mainland Europe than other parts of the world. The same parts of the world Britain is keen on striking deals with. Yet, what is most striking is the complete lack of deals Britain actually has signed. Currently standing at zero when all predictions Brexiteers suggested two year ago that by now it would be well into the hundreds. |
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