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    Originally posted by NickFitz View Post
    "Mister Logic"?
    #171000
    NickFitz
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      Originally posted by DS23 View Post
      goodnight!


      good to see you back in tpd

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        Originally posted by BrilloPad View Post
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        Oops

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          Originally posted by NickFitz View Post
          I remember it, although I can't remember who did it.
          Lyrics to 'Toast' by Paul Young and Streetband.

          [Spoken]
          Morning all. I'd like to tell you about when I was a young boy. I must have been three or four months old at the time. I didn't really know what I wanted, and if I did, I wouldn't have been able to tell anybody, 'cos all I could do was gurgle. So I sat there in me highchair, thinking one day, looking at me tray and thinking what I'd give for a meal on there. So I started looking round to see what I could have. I was rubbing me eggy soldier in me head, trying to think, and then I looked in the corner and there's a little breadbin with its mouth open, just staring at me, like. And then I looked in and I saw bread.

          I thought, oh yeah, I'll have toast,
          A little piece of toast.

          Well, then I started getting older,
          I hated this, I hated that,
          Expensive state was ludicrous
          And cafes couldn't cater for the finer things in life:
          The upper crust was not for me,
          I could tell that.
          So I'd go back home,
          Switch the kitchen light on,
          Put the grill on,
          Slip a slice under

          And have toast,
          A little piece of toast.

          'Cos there's so much to choose from.
          There's brown bread, white bread,
          All sorts of wholemeal bread;
          It comes in funny packages
          With writing on the side,
          But it doesn't matter which one you have
          'Cos when you cut the crusts off,
          Have it with marmalade
          Or butter, cheese, tomatoes, beans,
          Banana
          Or chocolate if you're strange,
          It doesn't really matter.

          Oh no, it all goes with toast,
          Just toast.

          I'm gonna think about it some...

          That's toast, mmm yeah,
          Just toast,
          That's toast,
          Just toast.

          Well I go down the supermarket
          With me basket in me hand,
          I'm walking from one counter to another
          Trying to find the bread stall,
          But I can't find it anywhere
          And then I bump into a mother
          With a baby in a basket
          And she says

          "Oh look, you've started him off again,
          I come down here for a little bit of peace and quiet
          To get some bread to go home to make toast,
          Just toast,
          I like toast"
          Yeah, but I don't half like toast.

          OK, scrape that toast, boys.

          That's toast,
          Yeah, just toast.

          [Spoken]
          I can't think about it any more. I've got to go and have some, it's no good. Here listen, I'm getting a bit browned off standing here. Me too. Shall we go and have some toast? Good idea. Why not? OK. I've got the grill on. Got any brown bread? Yeah! Have you got wholemeal bread? Wheatmeal bread? All sorts of toast. Let's go.........

          (They proceed to make toast, accompanied by various kitchen noises.)
          Drivelling in TPD is not a mental health issue. We're just community blogging, that's all.

          Xenophon said: "CUK Geek of the Week". A gingerjedi certified "Elitist Tw@t". Posting rated @ 5 lard points

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            Originally posted by DS23 View Post
            goodnight!

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              Originally posted by BrilloPad View Post
              I used to brew my own. I must try again sometime.
              It means less tax for the MPs to steal.
              Drivelling in TPD is not a mental health issue. We're just community blogging, that's all.

              Xenophon said: "CUK Geek of the Week". A gingerjedi certified "Elitist Tw@t". Posting rated @ 5 lard points

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                I have emailed faqqer with the 171k stats.

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                  Originally posted by NickFitz View Post
                  Drivelling in TPD is not a mental health issue. We're just community blogging, that's all.

                  Xenophon said: "CUK Geek of the Week". A gingerjedi certified "Elitist Tw@t". Posting rated @ 5 lard points

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                    Originally posted by NickFitz View Post
                    Oops


                    Was that not intentional?

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                      Originally posted by NickFitz View Post
                      "Mister Logic"?


                      Ooh, you're gonna be made to suffer for being the one to recall that!

                      Well done.

                      #171,000








                      Drivelling in TPD is not a mental health issue. We're just community blogging, that's all.

                      Xenophon said: "CUK Geek of the Week". A gingerjedi certified "Elitist Tw@t". Posting rated @ 5 lard points

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