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Helen Bristol 07 August 2004 14:20 Re: cont.
No, stupid, they need them for their conjugal thingies.
You can't get away with saying a Pope. Which one? I expect you to
come up with names, dates etc, etc. after all you ARE jelly the
historian.
Don't think I fancy leaving someone else in charge of my bod - you never know
what might happen to it.
What further proof could you need?
Vile Jelly 07 August 2004 16:10
Overrated. As one who has neither conjugals or thingies I fail to see why
the taxpayer should fund such fecundity.
A Pope, not a Pope. 1688-1744. In my worthless opinion only surpassed by Owen
and Sassoon as England's finest poetists (and Wilf and Sieg only get the nod
because they had such good material to work with). Oooh, the things he said
about the movers and shakers of his day. He would have been a scream on HIGNFY.
Why the hell would you care? You've finished with it. What's dignified about
being stuffed in the dirt and left for worm-fodder? Me, I want a viking
funeral when I go. Put me on my boat, better still my bitterest enemy's boat,
push me out to sea and torch it!
I don't but there are still unbelievers who refuse to accept universal
cuddliness as the way to true enlightenment. As Paul Mac once observed:-
"When I find myself in times of trouble
cuddly people come to me ..."
Helen Bristol 07 August 2004 16:51
You should try it sometime. Nowt to do with the generic taxpayer.
If I choose to have a wild bit on my estate its up to me. I don't get
any grants for it. Mind you, Tone and his mates seem to want to have
their grubby little fingers on everything.
Oh, that Pope. Didn't think they had telly then.
Its their loss. Is that why you've so many cuddly peeps?
Vile Jelly 08 August 2004 09:13
Well, who pays for social services to look after all those unwanted and
neglected caterpillars that end up in care?
He was a visionary and ahead of his time.
Of course. Einstein's General Theory of Cuddlivity states that the amount
of your Cuddly Peeps is directly proportional to your amount of Troubles. His
Specific Theory of Relative Cuddlivity then goes on to state that Happiness is inversely
proportional to the amount of Troubles and directly proportional to the amount
of Cuddly Peeps generated by the Troubles.
Helen Bristol 08 August 2004 11:42
No problem. You see, little caterpungles don't grow up into
stroppy teenage caterpungles and then to be grumpy adults. Those that
don't get eaten by hungry birds, hedgepigs etc become beautiful ephemeral
things. I think they've got it sussed. No care homes, no drain on the
national purse, just natural euthanasia.
Natch.
Yeeees. Are you able to put that in English? and possibly expand on it a
little.
Vile Jelly 08 August 2004 14:26
What about moths? They flap all around your lights, TVs, etc and eat all your
clothes in the wardrobe. Clearly the evolved form of stroppy delinquent
caterpillars!
Which bit don't you get?
nCP = nT [where CP = cuddly peeps, T = troubles and n
is a number tending towards infinity]
or
T/CP=H [where T = troubles, CP = cuddly peeps and H
= happiness]
Helen Bristol 08 August 2004 18:16 I got the first bit but you hadn't made T/CP=H clear. Now I understand why you're such a happy chappie. Vile Jelly 09 August 2004 09:10
Ah but you're forgetting The Jelly Corollary:-
nU = T/RT [where n = a large number tending to infinity, U
= unhappiness, T = troubles and RT = a number of cuddly
peeps who tend to disappear to the pub in times of crisis]
Helen Bristol 10 August 2004 18:47 Carry on like this and it'll be a Jelly coronary. Never been one to work with formulae, me I go for the gut instinct, might have to rationalise from time to time to make it sound plausible. But then that's what my life's work is all about - thinking laterally not pretending I know what I'm talking about Vile Jelly 11 August 2004 15:10
Nonsense, wummun. These are the basic equations of life which any
self-respecting lifeform should be able to cope with.
It's no use trying to rely on feminine intuition. I've lost count of the
number of times I've stood in a checkout queue as a person of the female
persuasion has stood there watching the items being rung up, only to be caught
completely unprepared when money is demanded at the end of the
transaction. Cue search to locate handbag, cue search to find purse in
handbag, cue search to find money in purse. How intuitive is that!
Helen Bristol 11 August 2004 18:31
Well then, I guess I have no self respect
And, of course, persons of a bloke persuasion
never do anything like that - Oh I must have left my credit cards in the car!
We can't all be perfect like you.
Vile Jelly 12 August 2004 09:21
Of course not. What self-respecting person would associate with me for a
start?
That's just basic self-defence to prevent the female personage going into a
shopping frenzy in Harvey Nicks. You can't? Why not? Is this just a lack of
application or a lack of ability? If the latter then it seems futile for me to
bother looking for any redeeming features in humans. The RT don't have this
problem. Clearly they are a superior species!
Helen Bristol 13 August 2004 17:46
Presisamundo. P'raps SSI officianados are a race apart?
Lack of vision mayhap. Anyway if one is perfect what is there to aim
for? Oh, OK lack of application...
Vile Jelly 14 August 2004 14:11
Never doubted it for a minute.
More beer, according to the RT!
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