Still hammered.
The weekend from hell has taken it’s toll, and now, a couple days out, I feel like hammered shit that has been marinated in despair, lightly killed, and dipped in larks vomit. Hope another decent nights’ sleep will clear this up.
Wednesday 13 Oct 2010
Good luck with that. It usually lingers in my case, until I beat it into submission with some rigorous workouts. Plus sleep. :D
Workout.
I recognize the letters, but i can’t make any sense of them in that configuration. It’s like you’re speaking some weird foreign language.
It don’t say nothin’ about lark’s vomit on the box …
Joanna took my comment! So I’ll just have to add to hers:
Cleese: In any case, it’s not an adequate description of the sweetmeat! I shall have to take you down to the station!
Jones: It’s a fair cop.
Cleese: And no talking to the camera!
(Trivia: in the “live” version, the part played by Graham Chapman has the name “Constable Clitoris”.)
Yes, Cleese says, “Constable Clitoris et one of those!” as Chapman mines puking into his handkerchief.
Yes! I’ve seen some of the live stuff and its nuts!