This!We had two bags of toffees, seventy-five strawberry bonbons, five tubes of high-powered sherbert, a saltshaker half-full of rainbow drops, a whole galaxy of multi-colored jubjubes, smarties, caramels, chocolates... Also, a quart of ginger beer, a quart of lemonade, a case of sandwiches, a pint of fresh milk of magnesia, and two dozen dog biscuits. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into a slap-up picnic, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the milk. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and ill than a bunch of kids throwing up after overeating, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.
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Bad Horsey Bring back Dr. Ubes Rub!,
Fri 11 Aug 2006, 13:35,
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We were somewhere around Barnstaple...... on the edge of the desert when the buns began to take hold...
Bad Horsey: I salute you. That's far funnier than my original post.
(Bad Horsey: I salute you. That's far funnier than my original post.
calgacus Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae,
Fri 11 Aug 2006, 13:48,
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