Have you seen my keys? I can't stop being immature and facetious in the new God thread (Jack Straw that is) until I find my damn keys. Unless I can borrow your Rover old chap. You are after all in no state to drive.
Golly yes what a thread that is! Full of long words and shouting!
Here's how I see the main participants.
Ciaran (sorry I can't seem to find the accent for the second a) Oh apparently it's called a fada. Anyway, Ciaran
Hello Muda, Hello Fada
Here I am at Camp Granada
Camp is very entertaining
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining.
I remember Ed "Stewpot" Stewpot used to play that all the time, and I never knew it was all about Irish punctuation.
Obviously it isn't.
Anyway.
Ciaran I see as a big Leprechaun or quite a small Ogre, standing by a loch (Irish for 'lake'), laden with books as the wind plays through his hair and he listens to Godawful pop that he bought on a trip to Collywobble or somesuch on a day out on the DART.
jutl Is clearly a brain in a fishtank in a shopping trolley powered by an old Vespa engine. Supporters toss in Alka Seltzer every so often to freshen him up.
Borboski For some reason I imagine him running directly through walls and referring to himself in the third person rather like Thing from the Fantastic Four. I don't know why.
oh, what was the question again?
