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A toe huh? Yah, you’d generally expect to have to hang out with tentacle pr0n for something like that. Just goes to show it’s a wild and wooly world out there in the intertubes.

Drink it fast or drink it slow, but your lips have gotta touch the toe.

It’s amazing how many things that bubble up from my unconscious I’ve already blogged about…

S.W.

I can eschew (gesundheit!) this kind of stimulant; I am kinda partial to BJs by the beach however!

Any chance a picnic basket be packed and that cute little resort could be re-visited?

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How was the burger? I have run the gamut of burgers in the UK, from utterly reprehensible County Show monstrosities to ones that would make you weep (in a good way). When I was at Imperial, 20 years back, GBK in Covent Garden was seriously good. It was where we would go for celebrations like birthdays or last day of exams. The blue cheese burger was, no shit, one of the most incredible things I have had my mouth in contact with in 40 years of hard living. I hope they have maintained standards.

Oh, and don’t all y’all tell me ‘cos I’m a Limey I don’t know from good burgers. I do, so there. Can’t eat the fucking things anymore, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know what they should taste like.

Graphic?

http://docs.house.gov/gopleader/House-Democrats-Health-Plan.pdf

Perhaps this, Weasel?

“We stopped at a tiny cafe for a burger last week and I picked up this flyer. “

Did you get your security guys to confiscate everyone’s mobile? All the best people are doing it…

“That’s right. I caught a computer virus on a picture of somebody’s big toe.”

Don’t look at any pictures of public toilets then, whatever you do! 🙂

Being a yankee, and despite an anglophilic childhood, I had to go look up pie & mash (yes, I got the ecstasy/LSD/cannabis part just fine, thank you). So, are you saying there won’t be pie and mash at this barbecue? I’ll grant, they don’t sound like something that would be served at a barbecue in this neck of the woods. . .

It’s always the Big Toes that get you. 23 years of Podiatry have taught me that lesson. The 3rd toe is the safe one. And the little one goes wee, wee, wee all the way home.

That doesn’t sound like very tasty pie or mashed potatoes either one.

You were thinking bad things about Obama and I detected it via your computer. The virus was then inserted so all your bad Obama thoughts would be expunged.

Be careful, I’m watching.

I didn’t know it was possible to embed code in most picture formats. What type of file was it?

I don’t know, Schlippy. It probably was an image with a link to something bad. When I say exploded, though, I really mean it: I hit the photo and all hell broke loose, leading eventually to the BSOD.

So my memory of what precisely led up to the attack is somewhat clouded by the subsequent pants-peeing terror.