Imagine my horror when I clapped eyes on these fellows. There they were, insouciantly thrusting at me from a magazine page, care-as-you-please. I nearly choked on my sauerkraut!
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Taking a break on the Egypt Tour '07
Noteworthy battleplans, observations and frivolities (with the occasional sausage thrown in) from four corners of the globe
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Taking a break on the Egypt Tour '07
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6 comments:
Golly! Reminds me of my recent excursion to Yaegaki Shrine!
The title is a very apt description of the noise my throat just made....
Spargel!
I'm most disturbed, Mr. Nottlesby, by what Her Majesty expects of her loyal servants sausage-side. The, er, lengths, one is expected to go to are a little extreme! Even in Japan one was not expected to witness such depravities - as far as I know Miss Ember's phallic exertions - ah, excursions, my apologies there Miss E - were entirely voluntary.
It must be shockingly hard for you over there!
I say, I am hard-pressed to keep a straight face some of the time. The Teutonic attitude to their food would delight the amateur fetishist no, er, end.
I'm keeping my morals firm though, and pushing past such base insinuations and temptations - I'd have the glee of de Sade himself if I were to invite an unsuspecting girl around to "see my stamp collection" and then proceeded to serve her a plate of the stuff awash in a white sauce!
Miss E, I'd read of your peregrinations to the Temple of Todger recently and, lo, that very night did I (while sitting down on the throne for my nightly) happen upon said "speciality of the month"! "Zounds!" I exclaimed, voiding myself involuntarily, "what a find! I must share this one with my far-flung aficionados three!"
So, at the first convenient moment, I grabbed my camera and engaged in a little plagiarism. Enjoy!
I'm off to the greengrocers!
Gosh, it's hard not to, er, titter at all this sauce! Tee hee!
I know! I have begun having quite lurid dreams about hearty peasant girls, collective farming in the Eastern Bloc, and wild orgies at harvest time. Such thrilling stuff that it's a damned shame to have to wake up in the morning!
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