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Saturday, November 26, 2005



We is goin' t' Jamaica
yes dat's right
We is goin' t' Jamaica

We wanna see Lee Puh'ry
An' we goin' t' party all night jahs
Dat be right!

We is goin' t' Jamaica
yes dat's right
We is goin' t' Jamaica

We are goin' t'see Peta' Tosh's grave
a'cuz we likes him mo'e dan Liva' Lips Marley
Dat be right!

We is goin' t' Jamaica
We is goin' t' Jamaica!
We is goin' t' Jamaica!!

JAHS!

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Gads!

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

The Giant Hand
I was lying on the floor in my living room one day when something invisible picked me up.
It held on to me and pulled me out the window.
I hovered a metre or so above the ground while my wife asked me what I was doing.
I couldn't really answer.
Soon after I started to float upwards, up to the sky.
As I slowly drifted away my wife told me to come back, come back this instant. But I couldn't you see...something was taking me away.
So I waved goodbye.
Very soon I was way above the house and I could see all of the neighbourhood. The supermarket is a lot closer to the house than I thought it was...I should just walk there instead of taking the car.
Despite the winter weather I felt warm so I was starting to enjoy my weird flight.
I went higher and higher. I could now see the whole city, sure looks different up high.
I kept on floating upwards, higher and higher, quite comfortable and feeling good.
After a while I lost sight of my house, which is a pity.
Now I could see from coast to coast...gee.
At one point a jet flew past. I wonder if anyone saw me!
Before long I could see most of the country.
And I just continued to float up.
Soon I could see the whole planet, yet I could still breathe...which is a good thing.
After even more time I was drifting through space, quite well protected and even refreshments were provided somehow.
I realised I was heading towards the moon, what an opportunity!
It was an awfully long way though so I took a few naps on the way.
The 'giant hand' as I named it, placed me on the moon surface and quite able to breathe and move, I went walkabouts. It was great!
I managed to find the spot where Buzz and Neil set foot all those years ago. Not much to see though, just a bunch of footprints and a flag.
I spent a while on the moon just looking around and staring back at Earth.
After a day or so the giant hand returned and slowly, gently returned me to Earth. On the way it passed me over the Easter Islands where I saw the Moai...it seemed to be trying to tell me something there but I never figured it out. Great to see them though, always wanted to.
So eventually it returned me home and placed me back in my living room.
My wife didn't believe my story, she thought she had dreamed my upward ascent so I didn't bother to convince her otherwise.

So have yourselves a nice one ay!

Monday, November 21, 2005

Pasty Williams.
Pasty Williams came up with a great idea.
It was really quite great, sure to make him a rich chappy.
But unfortunately, because of his rather unusual name,
he never made it.
So let this be a lesson to you all...change your name if
your parents gave you a sucky one.
Fanks!

Sunday, November 20, 2005



Well howdy all!
Name's Stanky, Peco Stanky! Har har!
Yessirr!
How you all fine people doin' thar?
Doin' good meself.
Ya know, I heard a lot o' things.
Yup, surely have, thats right.
But ya know, if I just dang feel as though I ain't heard nuttin!
Gosh and shucks yup!
Awful lot to hear I guess, but while I gots ears I'm gonna use 'em!!
My Granny don't have ears, no, lost 'em back in '45.
Wouldn't mind hearin' an opera in Rome someday.
Or maybe the call of the Blue crested Wallah bird.
Yessir that would be dandy!
Well, nice talkin' to you all there.
Have yourself a fine day!
Yars.


I sit humbly here
wondering of things near and afar
and how I can change these things in some way.
And then I think about the Ming dynasty
and conclude to myself that
I am a speck of dust on a huge and really dusty table.
Dang!

Saturday, November 19, 2005

Some say I am overtly exuberant.
I just call it knowing my thang!
Yeah!!
Right on!
Woozles!

Sunday, November 13, 2005



The Mitsubishi Zero fighter of WW2 was awfully good at first.
But after a while it was not you see.
In fact it became awfully bad.
So the moral is keep your chin up and keep a smile on your face no matter what.
Cheerio!

Thursday, November 03, 2005

300 Jonquils in the world and I get stuck with Jonquil Batts!
Sheesh!

The loverly bairdess flowed gracefully through the room
In her wake an atmosphere of awe,
and to some extent twittery
For you see, the loverly bairdess did indeed have a baird
Gosh!

Dear Mr Peasby

I am awfully sorry for not doing my science homework.
But I'll tell you what, I will give you $20 instead.
How does that sound then?
Ay, ay?

Regards and best wishes

Lionel 'Tigger' O'Brien

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