I apparently don't know anything about 1970s folk music.
...or baby boomer icons.
Remind me to tell you the story of 'but your fly was down the whooooooooooole time'.
First round: Sars came in 5562nd nationally.
New round... We've moved from 70s folk music to current pop. Ugh.
More scotch now, bar wench.
If Canada had chavs, they would be in this pub.
I was right. I was right. I was right. Ha!
Here comes the rain.
Apparently I do not know stuff about things.
Dingos ate my baby!
Archaeologyrulez.
Let's send the winning dude with his mullet a Shirley Temple.
No, Plavalaguna, we will not sandwich mullet dude.
Hans Moleman, awesome.
Stupid mullet man beat me again. Jackass.
Listen up, bar wench, you think because I'm drinking scotch I won't notice that you're charging me for too many of them? Never underestimate me, except maybe in a pub quiz.
damn straight archaeology rulz
Posted by: Anne | Thursday, 24 December 2009 at 07:03
I had actually meant to type archaeology rules (of course), but the keys on the ipod are tiny and seem to be slightly mis-calibrated.
Posted by: sarcastrix | Thursday, 24 December 2009 at 12:55