I was ne'er a catholic, and now seek m'self in the sunnier uplands
where me ma'am can't find me, so no old twat could fuck my life
around, I left that to m'self. Dunno. I just wishes theys on the
other road had a more diverse taste in poetry ...
So y'r profits *are down then ...
Roger
On 10/13/06, Chris Hamilton-Emery <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Life's sweet riches.
>
> When I dumped Jesus, my old priest, bless his cotton socks, which was all
> he was wearing, said,
> "Once a Catholic . . ."
>
> Well, the man was right, catholic tastes are what I've been left with.
>
>
> As me Gran says, "There's no fun if eating if it were all cabbages or plu
> ms."
>
>
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