Jeremy C. recently got himself in hot water for calling the Prime Minister a "fibromuscular tubular tract leading from the uterus to the exterior of the body in female placental mammals and marsupials."
Well, one might respond that it takes one to know one.
Exhibit A:
Case closed, I'd say. Auf die deutsch-polnische Freundschaft!
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I've participated in Clarkson baiting on Counago and Spaves. It was never decided whether Top Git or Top Wig (my suggestion) was the better nickname for him. Face it, having a crack at Clarkson is like shooting fish in a barrel. That said, it is a very worthy and amusing exercise. Keep it up! I think I started it by pointing out that James May is into Theremins, and that I'd seen one played live - if that's the right term - by MC Lord McGrao of the very excellent Guillemots. Get "Trains to Brazil" up - great song and superb video.
Mike - what is it you're inhaling?
Let's be clear about one thing, though: we completely agree with you on the Clarkson thing.
The pure clear air of Manchester. BTW Git or Wig?
Top Tit?
Clarkson being reasonably hirsute, Top Wig seems the more appropriate moniker. You win!
Is anyone out there aware of any good Top Gear satires, preferably on Youtube? (And little bits of the programme itself don't count.)
Scrolling back to the ever important topic of fizzy non-alchoholic beverages, have you ever tried "Chino" by San Pellegrino. I was told today in one of Greater Manchester's finest shops - Roma at Whitefield - that it is Italy's version of Cola - but with herbs 'n' stuff added. A worthy challenger to Spezi, I think. In fact, probably better. Heresy!
Is "Chino" full of uranium, too? Apparently Pellegrino is - which probably explains the price. Buy enough bottles of heavy water and you might distil enough weapons-grade material.
Personally, I think soft drinks are just one of the many sweet and sticky tentacles by which the Kraken of corporate capitalism keeps us in a lethal stranglehold. I've been heroically resisting wasting money on cheap liquids spiked with chemical colourants and artificial flavouring for the past fifteen years.
San Pellegrino is the radiantly flavourless version of industrial gunk. Owned by Nestlé, I think. Like everything else.
"... and you might distil enough weapons-grade material"
... to nuke a medium-size town in the Midlands. Or Unterfranken, for that matter.
It is made from the Chinotto, an Italian bitter orange.
Now sod the drinks for a few minutes - any Top Git piss takes to mention?
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