Whosez this Troyanka has to do with French ingenuity ? Ok it has a single whistler in the middle for, er, the melody, sandwiched by the drone twin sisters for company…
But it’s from Sofia, Bulgary.
However, I don’t have a PayPal account so I can’t buy it. I hate the idea this thing will go on eBay to some Anon collector not even in our li’l community…
Another victim of 1950’s Irish Catholicism here. I also dealt with a Christian Brothers (Butchers?) education. Hey, maybe that’s why I’m…well…you know!
Just to set the record straight, I didn’t have the company of either the Marist Brothers or the (un)Christian Brothers in my formative years. But several of my cousins did and that was a close enough shave for me. Phewwww.
Daniel, Paul was a personal friend of my father. Or was it Peter? Kinda hard to tell. All I know is that it wasn’t Mary, I’d have noticed that. So would my mother, I suspect.
On 2003-02-11 18:28, Zubivka wrote:
Whosez this Troyanka has to do with French ingenuity ? Ok it has a single whistler in the middle for, er, the melody, sandwiched by the drone twin sisters for company…
But it’s from Sofia, Bulgary.
However, I don’t have a PayPal account so I can’t buy it. I hate the idea this thing will go on eBay to some Anon collector not even in our li’l community…
Oh silly me, crediting the French with this curious troilistic device when, in reality, it is the height of bulgarity.
I hope someone here buys this little fella, I want to hear what it sounds like too.
Now will someone please help Roger out with his flame war. We’ve tried religion, we’ve tried amorous kinkyness, we’ve even verged towards nationalistic chauvinism and mentioned Peter, Paul and Mary and all you do is treat this provocation as though it were a joke.
Isn’t there anybody left with a temper? All out of gratuitous misunderstandings, are we? Nobody left capable of putting words into somebody else’s mouth, eh! What’s wrong with you. Bah!
On 2003-02-12 10:32, Wombat wrote:
Now will someone please help Roger out with his flame war. We’ve tried religion, we’ve tried amorous kinkyness, we’ve even verged towards nationalistic chauvinism and mentioned Peter, Paul and Mary and all you do is treat this provocation as though it were a joke.
Isn’t there anybody left with a temper? All out of gratuitous misunderstandings, are we? Nobody left capable of putting words into somebody else’s mouth, eh! What’s wrong with you. Bah!
Sometimes you feel like a nut, some times you don’t. Peter Paul Almond Joy has nuts, Peter Paul Mounds don’t
Mike