Tuesday 14 July 2009

BASTILLE DAY 14TH JULY, VIVE LES FROGS

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13 comments:

davina robespeer said...

revolution? just one question...

should we inform the inhabitants of the big bro house?

T' old 'un said...

What I find so fascinating about this sort of thing is the volumes it speaks about those arrogant, self seeking, carpet baggers and shysters sitting there preening themselves and thinking they are going to feature in the annals (or anals) os history. (They are, but not for what they think!)

The Dyer's Garden said...

That carpet - a disgusting choice - would be rare in being enhanced by liberal blood staining. As for the village-plutocrat chandelier, with its cheap chromatic distortions, hanging them off it is the only thing it is good for.

A trivial thing, ornaments, you might say, but it illustrates adding the insult of devaluing wealth to the injury of extinguishing it.

spark up said...

14:07

agree the furnishing's fading fast, dg, but find your style awkwardly over-elaborated too. prefer the remorseless chromaticism of ishmael's alter-ghostnib, jazzy b.

The Dyer's Garden said...

My style is terrible, I agree, but then it is hard to be polished in one's fourth language. By contrast, trying to polish your mind, sparky, would be like....er...the idiomatic phrase escapes me...perhaps someone else can supply it.

josephina conrod said...

i've reached a point in my career where i feel it is high-time to 'give something back to the community' and have recently begun to donate my humble services to a local charity. the experience has left me feeling immensely spiritually-rewarded and in a benevolent, even generous, kindera mood - consequently i'll give you the benefit of the doubt on lingo number one.:

1. language of luv

2. bad language

3. some weird obscure tribal mother-tongue incomprehensible to anyone born outside a 2-mile radius of your native village

4. english

based on the evidence of your exemplary grasp of english grammar and your prodigious vocabulary, i can but conclude that you must be a fucking good fuck.

jo conrod said...

22:42

to avoid any unsolicited confusion may i make it absolutely clear that the above appraisal of the dyer's garden's prowess was addressed to the dyer's garden and not that stubborn little weed, spark up.

spark up said...

17:04

where there's muck there's mental roses. now go mind your own turd. and as for your head, try beeswax.

Daisy said...

Dear Mr Jo/Josephina/Conrod/Spark up/Fucked up,

Mr The Dyers Garden is one of the finer examples of the success of our Care in the Community programme. Although progress in such sad cases is undoubtedly slow, we here in the Land of Ishmael are encouraged that a severe relapse has thus far been avoided. We all try to do our bit, but you must appreciate it's a very fine balancing act between constructive criticism and sending the poor bastard over the edge, again. You seem like a nice boy/girl/whatever so I know you will wish to bear this in mind, in future.

little boy blew said...

i trust the dyer's garden contains some woad.

The Dyer's Garden said...

Sparky makes a fair point, Jo, and when one is as disastrously and self-evidently a failure as he is, one needs whatever psychological crutch one can find - why deny him this one?

As for Daisy, I am delighted to give her the opportunity to display such incisive, original, and fluidly inventive wit. Every phrase takes you by surprise: watch, readers, and learn.

spark up said...

23:08

kein problem. i have practised in this field over many years, treated some highly renowned patients and can boast a 100% success rate. rest assured, those who know me can attest to the fact that i am very tactful with nutters.

Daisy said...

Dear Mr Spark plug,

You weren't the one seen coming out the back of No 10 today, wearing a white coat, were you?