Dave L Posted December 23, 2004 Report Share Posted December 23, 2004 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Never to the dark side Posted December 23, 2004 Report Share Posted December 23, 2004 Dave, thanks for all the mentions, best wishes to you and all your family for the festive season. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Robbored Posted December 23, 2004 Report Share Posted December 23, 2004 Tch! Myrrh - An aromatic gum resin obtained from several trees and shrubs of the genus Commiphora of India, Arabia, and eastern Africa, used in perfume and incense. But very difficult to get hold of in Backwell.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rich-TWSC- Posted December 23, 2004 Report Share Posted December 23, 2004 a very tricky final against Swindon Town who would have won, were it not for the fact that they were managed by Beelzebub. And even Rich TGSC thought that this was a good thing. ← AMEN to that! It'll take the selling of our souls to get us that far. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest bristolbred Posted December 23, 2004 Report Share Posted December 23, 2004 Myrrh - An aromatic gum resin obtained from several trees and shrubs of the genus Commiphora of India, Arabia, and eastern Africa, used in perfume and incense. But very difficult to get hold of in Backwell.. ← Had to be done!!, talking of Myrrh, remember this!!; Angels' Choir: [sort of a Chant to the Star of Bethlehem] Brian: Uhuhlk! Gaspar: Hrmhrm! Mother falling off stool: [Crash] Mother: Uhooh! Who are you? Gaspar: We are three wise men. Mother: What? Melchior: We are three wise men. Mother: Well, what are you doing creeping under a couch at two o'clock in the morning? That doesn't sound very wise to me. Balthasar: We are astrologists. Melchior: We have come from the East. Mother: Is this some kind of joke? Gaspar: We wish to praise the infant. Melchior: We must pay a homage to him. Mother: Homage? You're all drunk! It's disgusting! Out! Come on, out! Gaspar: No... Mother: Barge in here with tales about all the ancient fortune-tellers. Come on, out! Gaspar: No, no, we must see him! Mother: Go and praise someone else's brat! Go on! Melchior: We...we were led by a star! Mother: Led by a bottle more like! Go on, out! Melchior: Well, well, we must see him, we have brought presents! Mother: Out! Gaspar: Gold, frankincense, myrrh! Mother: Well, why didn't you say? He's over there. Sorry the place is a...bit of a mess. Well, what is myrrh anyway? Balthasar: It is a valuable balm. Mother: A balm?! What are you giving him a balm for? It might bite him! Balthasar: What? Mother: That's a dangerous animal! Quick, throw it in the trough! Melchior: No, it isn't! Mother: Yes, it is! It's great big uhug... Gaspar: No, no, no, it is an ointment. Mother: Oh, well, there is an animal called a balm, or did I dream it? So you're astrologists, are you? Well, what is he then? Gaspar: Hm? Mother: What star-sign is he? Gaspar: Ehm...capricorn. Mother: Ah, capricorn, eh? What are they like? Gaspar: Oh, well, he's the son of God, ah, Messiah. Melchior: King of the Jews! Mother: And that's capricorn, is it? Gaspar: Ehm, no, no, no, that's just him! Mother: Oh, that's good to say, otherwise there'd be a lot of them. Snhff. Melchior: By what name are you calling him? Mother: Uhm, Brian. All three wise men: We worship you, oh Brian, who are lord over us all. Praise unto you, Brian, and to the Lord, our father. Amen. Mother: Do you do a lot of this, then? Gaspar: What? Mother: This praising. Gaspar: No, no...no, no. Mother: Oh, well, ehm, if you're dropping by again, do pop in, huh. And thanks a lot for the gold and frankincense, ahm, but don't worry too much about the myrrh the next time, all right? Huh. Thank you! Goodbye! Hen: Gdisk! Mother: Well, were they nice? Hm! Out of their bloody minds, but still, look at that! Hohoho...hear! Hear! Here, that...that's mine! Hey! Hey, you could hate me, hey! Ourrgh! Angel's Choir: [Chant to Jesus Christ] Brian: Aiihaih! Mother: Shut up! Mother's hand striking Brian: [smack] Brian: Aih! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cheshire_red Posted December 23, 2004 Report Share Posted December 23, 2004 There's no fool like a silly old fool. Mery Christmas Dave Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Dave L Posted December 24, 2004 Author Report Share Posted December 24, 2004 There's no fool like a silly old fool. Mery Christmas Dave ← Hey, less of the old. If I don't win Young Poster of the year I shall be very upset. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
England Posted December 24, 2004 Report Share Posted December 24, 2004 hmmm - if any Muslims read this thread and take umbrage you might be spending Christmas in a room courtesy of Her Majesty Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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