a few years ago nowwe (my family and i) where on holiday in sicily. my parents had had a bit of an evening piss-up, and mum saw a big prickly pear tree outside on top of a small hillock. '-(artiste wishes to remain anonymous)-,' she says, 'go gewt some prickly pears of that tree. dad: 'you can wear the oven gloves to stop yourself getting prickled.'
i went up wearing the oven gloves, got the prickly pear, and came back down. BUT! it was crawling with maggots and suchlike. it was thrown away and forgotten, and the oven gloves put back.
next morning, mum had to use the oven gloves. this she did, not noticing that it wa full of prickles. these somehow distributed themselves all over the house, and so we spent the rest of our holiday (three days) de-prickling the house, all for the sake of a maggot-infested prickly pear.
(i went up wearing the oven gloves, got the prickly pear, and came back down. BUT! it was crawling with maggots and suchlike. it was thrown away and forgotten, and the oven gloves put back.
next morning, mum had to use the oven gloves. this she did, not noticing that it wa full of prickles. these somehow distributed themselves all over the house, and so we spent the rest of our holiday (three days) de-prickling the house, all for the sake of a maggot-infested prickly pear.
rabid peanut - s'fucking right,
Tue 20 Apr 2004, 14:20,
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that's what it's calledyou immature swine
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Tue 20 Apr 2004, 14:23,
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Dixipoos Bye Bye Blackbird,
Tue 20 Apr 2004, 14:25,
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