Random Factor... Like A Tractor

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Random factor, like a tractor...
by luckless_pedestrian on Sat 28 May 2011, 5:06 pm

Hello. Following its roaring success on the old 606 (winner of six Luckies*) I thought I'd provide a space on 606v2 for you to post any irrelevant little things you fancy sharing.

I'll start: I've always had trouble with the line 'Love grows where my Rosemary goes.' If they'd chosen another name like Anne or Susan there'd be no problem, but rosemary's a herb so it could be 'Love goes where my rosemary grows.'

no I meant the original 1933 version or whenever it was.

the blue version did Uncle Silbert get any...?

I'm not sure, but Alice got quite a bit.

I bet the Cheshire Cat was lapping it up too.

The blue version is much better than Alice in Sunderland. That's just depressing.

The Cheshire Cat is black in that version, and he's rubbish at football.

Humpty-humpy-rumpy-dumpty What wall?

Back in work today. Boo wah diddy diddy bum diddy poo.

call me Mr Graham, call me Mr Wong, call me Mr Brains, brains,
I know what I want and I want it now
I want you and you're Mr Brains...

In the mouth a desert.

or the melon to the plum

Clustog i'r penglog.

a chwain ar ei gwaun

like lips to sandpaper

No sex please, we're eunuchs.

Nuts anyone?

Balls to that.

Did you know that the word "globe" comes from the Greek for bollock?

dats udder ballix...

tanx Shakespere

Ovary clever.

brainy Kumquat

Presumably a brainy Kumquat can multitask.

There is no limit to what it can achieve.

As the old colliers had it:

"Kumquat will carry you further than powder can throw you"

I have red diesel all over my boots.

How many times have I told ya?... spread dem boots wider and stand clear of yer bowser when pumpin' gas.

Gotta light Miss?

What wrong with communist fuel comrade?

Nothing at all Glas, I have socialist toes. Well, the toes on my left foot are socialist.

I have those too... and a democratic right ear.

I haven't a socialist bone in my body, but some of my guts can get quite bolshy and my hair is radical.

My testicles have formed a coalition.

I have a Tao-Corning chip above my left eyebrow.

Back together, despite all of that Poopie, are the cheeks of my arse.

So the swing has gone against the incumbent constituent in that seat?

He's lost his deposit I'm afraid.

He forgot to register within the required time?

No he stood as an independent and failed to drum up support.

Did he consider a Gerry-Amanda dual crack at the seat?

Dunno, but it looks like he's rising to the challenge.

When does the sperm counting finish? It will be hard to split the two.

Zygot no idea

I'm haploid to take your word for it.

I'm not fallopian you now

Long Time Coming

The Pen Is mightier than the sword.

But the computer really has the upper hand

Rava wrote:The Pen Is mightier than the sword.

I wouldnt fancy my Winkle's chances against a sword.
(I love the swear filter on this site!)

The winkle picker is mightier than the keyboard

The cockle is tastier than the pen.