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Agrippa
Over 90 days ago
Straight Male, 65
United Kingdom
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I can't make up my mind, either 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show' with the delicious campness of Tim Curry...
...or 'Cabaret' with the brilliance of Liza Minelli and Joel Grey.
Also got a soft spot for 'The Sound of Music' which my mother took me to see on the stage in London in 1963 or 1964 when I was about 5 or 6 years old.
...or 'Cabaret' with the brilliance of Liza Minelli and Joel Grey.
Also got a soft spot for 'The Sound of Music' which my mother took me to see on the stage in London in 1963 or 1964 when I was about 5 or 6 years old.
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Got to go with 'Holy Grail'
"Who are you, who are so wise in the ways of science?"
" I am Arthur, King of the Britons."
"My Liege!"
or
"Listen, strange women lyin' in ponds distributin' swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony."
"Who are you, who are so wise in the ways of science?"
" I am Arthur, King of the Britons."
"My Liege!"
or
"Listen, strange women lyin' in ponds distributin' swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony."
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Long sigh...
...those were the days, young, fit and flexible. I had a girlfriend who loved to watch me do this, it really turned her on. I haven't been able to do this for nearly 15 years now, perhaps I should take some yoga classes.
Anyway this thread has reminded me of the following:
Q. Why does a dog lick his balls?
A. Because he can.
...those were the days, young, fit and flexible. I had a girlfriend who loved to watch me do this, it really turned her on. I haven't been able to do this for nearly 15 years now, perhaps I should take some yoga classes.
Anyway this thread has reminded me of the following:
Q. Why does a dog lick his balls?
A. Because he can.
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The Listeners
"Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grass
Of the forest's ferny floor;
And a bird flew up out of the turret,
Above the Traveller's head:
And he smote upon the door again a second time;
"Is there anybody there?" he said.
But no one descended to the Traveller;
No head from the leaf-fringed sill
Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,
Where he stood perplexed and still.
But only a host of phantom listeners
That dwelt in the lone house then
Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight
To that voice from the world of men:
Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair,
That goes down to the empty hall,
Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken
By the lonely Traveller's call.
And he felt in his heart their strangeness,
Their stillness answering his cry,
While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,
'Neath the starred and leafy sky;
For he suddenly smote on the door, even
Louder, and lifted his head:--
"Tell them I came, and no one answered,
That I kept my word," he said.
Never the least stir made the listeners,
Though every word he spake
Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house
From the one man left awake:
Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup,
And the sound of iron on stone,
And how the silence surged softly backward,
When the plunging hoofs were gone.
Walter de la Mare (1873-1956)
"Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grass
Of the forest's ferny floor;
And a bird flew up out of the turret,
Above the Traveller's head:
And he smote upon the door again a second time;
"Is there anybody there?" he said.
But no one descended to the Traveller;
No head from the leaf-fringed sill
Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes,
Where he stood perplexed and still.
But only a host of phantom listeners
That dwelt in the lone house then
Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight
To that voice from the world of men:
Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair,
That goes down to the empty hall,
Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken
By the lonely Traveller's call.
And he felt in his heart their strangeness,
Their stillness answering his cry,
While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,
'Neath the starred and leafy sky;
For he suddenly smote on the door, even
Louder, and lifted his head:--
"Tell them I came, and no one answered,
That I kept my word," he said.
Never the least stir made the listeners,
Though every word he spake
Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house
From the one man left awake:
Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup,
And the sound of iron on stone,
And how the silence surged softly backward,
When the plunging hoofs were gone.
Walter de la Mare (1873-1956)
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I become suave, sophisticated, debonair, charming, cool, handsome, funny, attractive, witty, sparkling, elegant, confident, eloquent, smooth, fluent, charismatic, engaging, interesting and sexy.
"Alcohol is necessary for a man so that he can have a good opinion of himself, undisturbed by the facts."
Finley Peter Dunne - American Humourist.
"Alcohol is necessary for a man so that he can have a good opinion of himself, undisturbed by the facts."
Finley Peter Dunne - American Humourist.
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After Marcus Vipsanius Agrippa (64BC - 12BC) Roman general and statesman. Winning general on behalf of Octavian (later Emperor Augustus) at the Battle of Actium (31BC) against the naval forces of Antony and Cleopatra.
Always liked the name, no deeper meaning than that.
Always liked the name, no deeper meaning than that.
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Slightly off topic but if SereneProdigy can source some classy modern invective I feel obliged to give an example of it's proud Rabelaisian ancestry:
...but did injure them most outrageously, calling them pratling gablers, licorous gluttons, freckled bittors, mangy rascals, shiteabed scoundrels, drunken roysterers, sly knaves, drowsy loiterers, slapsauce fellows, slabberdegullion druggles, lubbardly louts, cozening foxes, ruffian rogues, paultry customers, sycophant-varlets, drawlatch hoydons, flouting milksops, jeering companions, staring clowns, forlorn snakes, ninnie lobcocks, scurvy sneaksbies, fondling fops, base loons, saucy coxcombs, idle lusks, scoffing braggards, noddy meacocks, blockish grutnols, doddi-poljolt-heads, jobbernol goosecaps, foolish loggerheads, flutch calf-lollies, grouthead gnat-snappers, lob-dotterels, gaping changelings, codshead loobies, woodcock slangams, ninnie-hammer fly-catchers, noddiepeak simpletons, turdy-gut shitten shepherds, and other such like defamatory epithets.
(Francois Rabelais c1535)
Now I would find it hard to recover from that broadside.
...but did injure them most outrageously, calling them pratling gablers, licorous gluttons, freckled bittors, mangy rascals, shiteabed scoundrels, drunken roysterers, sly knaves, drowsy loiterers, slapsauce fellows, slabberdegullion druggles, lubbardly louts, cozening foxes, ruffian rogues, paultry customers, sycophant-varlets, drawlatch hoydons, flouting milksops, jeering companions, staring clowns, forlorn snakes, ninnie lobcocks, scurvy sneaksbies, fondling fops, base loons, saucy coxcombs, idle lusks, scoffing braggards, noddy meacocks, blockish grutnols, doddi-poljolt-heads, jobbernol goosecaps, foolish loggerheads, flutch calf-lollies, grouthead gnat-snappers, lob-dotterels, gaping changelings, codshead loobies, woodcock slangams, ninnie-hammer fly-catchers, noddiepeak simpletons, turdy-gut shitten shepherds, and other such like defamatory epithets.
(Francois Rabelais c1535)
Now I would find it hard to recover from that broadside.