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    Spam is not allowed and will be dealt with. If you wish to avoid permanent banning, do not spam! ~kv
    Last edited by kathyv; 19th July 2010, 23:10. Reason: Spam

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    A toned corpse? I'm not ready for the undertakers just yet
    "Our scientific power has outrun our spiritual power. We have guided missiles and misguided men."

    - Martin Luther King Jr.

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    • #3
      It's SPAM and it's going away!


      Come to the Dark Side, we have cookies!

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      • #4
        Eating Spam will not make you more powerful or muscular.

        I myself have become fatter and less powerful with age.

        This all goes back to another thread where I would watch my dog rot rather than exercise it.

        It's all about lifespam in the end.

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        • #5
          I've just clicked, this was an advert I take it.

          I thought it was a funny kind of thread...

          Building muscle and power with spam is frankly inconscionable.

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          • #6
            Originally posted by ANDY-J3 View Post
            A toned corpse? I'm not ready for the undertakers just yet
            Maybe the idea is to be a vampire? They always seemed to get the girls, no? Or perhaps it's like being the "Rocky" bloke in the Rocky Horror Picture Show, as I suppose he was sort of a corpse to start with.

            Originally posted by Saorsa1 View Post
            ...
            This all goes back to another thread where I would watch my dog rot rather than exercise it....
            I remember that thread - am still feeling sorry for the hypothetical dog.

            Originally posted by kathyv View Post
            It's SPAM and it's going away!
            Kathy, I have an American friend who, having come to visit, once wanted us to eat fried spam. Admittedly, to be fair, she did mean it as a joke, really. But we did so anyway, for a laugh. ONCE!

            In a mood of nosiness, I just had a look at the original post. Ye gods, whatever spam does to your corpse is nothing compared to what it does to your ability to write anything that makes sense. It's a glorious bit of utter gibberish - gobbledegook that must have gone back and forth through Babelfish about ten times.

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            • #7
              Bad weather, worse food.

              That about sums up the cuisine.

              However, with the exception of, the glorious and thunderbolts and lightning delicacy of haggis, Scottish food is fearsomely vile.

              I've heard rumours, yet never actually seen, the fabled fried Mars Bar monster.

              They do, and have for decades, offer fried 'pizza' in Scottish fish and chip shops. It's makes for quite uncomfortable viewing to see the fat bubbling on the underside of the now newly formed skin that covers the whole 'pizza'.

              At least it's not boiled pizza.


              What is this thread about again?
              Last edited by Saorsa1; 24th July 2010, 16:25.

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              • #8
                Originally posted by Celyn View Post
                I remember that thread - am still feeling sorry for the hypothetical dog.
                Actually, I'd probably get curious after a while and just eat the dog.

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                • #9
                  Originally posted by Saorsa1 View Post
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                  I've heard rumours, yet never actually seen, the fabled fried Mars Bar monster.

                  They do, and have for decades, offer fried 'pizza' in Scottish fish and chip shops. It's makes for quite uncomfortable viewing to see the fat bubbling on the underside of the now newly formed skin that covers the whole 'pizza'.
                  ...
                  What is this thread about again?
                  Oh, the forum is about "health", but this thread seems to be about spam. And it is fine enough to make fun of spammers. I'll say, though, that I have never met a fried pizza - I mean, how would it work? - and I thought the whole "fried Mars Bar" thing was from a chip shop in Stonehaven (that later went out of business), because of some teenagers having a laugh, asking for what they thought was daft, and the chippie person thought "oh, all right, if you really think that's what you want, well, hell mend you ... "

                  Originally posted by Saorsa1 View Post
                  Actually, I'd probably get curious after a while and just eat the dog.
                  So there, at last the headline, "Man bites dog". And a Pulitzer prize to you!

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                  • #10
                    Well, compared to spam; fired, 'raw' or otherwise served, Haggis is a gourmet meal! Even the fried Mars bar sounds more appealing, to me anyway! Even the boiled pizza sounds better!

                    (I am a rebel, the V family tends to like the crap I mean stuff, and I just refuse to fit in!)


                    Come to the Dark Side, we have cookies!

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                    • #11
                      Yes, I meant to add with the 'exception of' haggis.

                      I love haggis and always toast the bard on the 25th Jan with haggis, his poetry and wine.

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                      • #12


                        It's not bad but I don't want a steady diet of it! Once a year is just right! (Daily doses of The Bard though, go down well!)


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                        • #13
                          Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;
                          Ae fareweel, alas, for ever!
                          Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,
                          Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.
                          Who shall say that Fortune grieves him,
                          While the star of hope she leaves him?
                          Me, nae cheerful twinkle lights me;
                          Dark despair around benights me.

                          I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy,
                          Naething could resist my Nancy:
                          But to see her was to love her;
                          Love but her, and love for ever.
                          Had we never lov'd sae kindly,
                          Had we never lov'd sae blindly,
                          Never met-or never parted,
                          We had ne'er been broken-hearted.

                          Fare-thee-weel, thou first and fairest!
                          Fare-thee-weel, thou best and dearest!
                          Thine be ilka joy and treasure,
                          Peace, Enjoyment, Love and Pleasure!
                          Ae fond kiss, and then we sever!
                          Ae fareweel alas, for ever!
                          Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,
                          Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.

                          Robert Burns


                          My personal favourite.

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                          • #14
                            Nice!

                            I always throw To A Louse at my 6th graders, they have to try to figure out what it means! Plus they are kind of grossed out yet intrigued by the parasitical subject matter! They come up with some interesting 'translations' before I give them actual translations.


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                            • #15
                              The story : apparently a farmhand on Robert Burn's family's rented farmstead discovered a nest of mice. The farmhand was about to kill the mice as vermin when Burns (original family name Burness) stopped him. The farmhand thought it was daft not killing the mice since they were vermin.

                              Burns later that day (or soon after) showed him /recited to him (?) the poem (only 2 verses here) and after he'd absorbed it said, "What do you think of your wee mice now?".

                              I find the 2 verses here relevant to today's troubled ecological times.

                              The English translation is underneath but it's interesting to note that Burns chose to write in the Scots dialect because he said it gave the English verse a "lift". He could speak and write perfect standard English but I agree with his choices.

                              To a mouse.

                              Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim'rous beastie,
                              O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
                              Thou need na start awa sae hasty
                              Wi bickering brattle!
                              I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee,
                              Wi' murdering pattle.

                              I'm truly sorry man's dominion
                              Has broken Nature's social union,
                              An' justifies that ill opinion
                              Which makes thee startle
                              At me, thy poor, earth born companion
                              An' fellow mortal!


                              STANDARD ENGLISH :

                              Small, sleek, cowering, timorous beast,
                              O, what a panic is in your breast!
                              You need not start away so hasty
                              With hurrying scamper!
                              I would be loath to run and chase you,
                              With murdering plough-staff.

                              I'm truly sorry man's dominion
                              Has broken Nature's social union,
                              And justifies that ill opinion
                              Which makes thee startle
                              At me, thy poor, earth born companion
                              And fellow mortal!


                              As an English teacher myself (albeit to French school kids) I would use images from Google image to link the vocabulary to the pictures if I were to ever do something like.

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