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And let’s face it, it’s not like you had anything better planned to do today anyway…
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not anymore actually.
The recipes you’ll find here are the fruits of many years of attempting to re-create restaurant-style curries at home. The recipes are not meant to be authentic to any particular region of the Asian sub-continent but rather a version of the wonderful curries you find in any good Indian restaurant.
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and they really are, made one or two from here and …*Homeresque Drool*
Always thought Oxide Pang was one of the coolest names ever.
This movie however is not cool. It’s scary. Very very fscking scary.
Poor dear BigFatHairyCat was very nearly squished completely serveral times during it.
Then it became very sad, the movie that is, BigFatHairyCat was mostly grumpy. Due to the aforementioned squishing and hiding-behind when she was trying to sleep.
My 3000th stumble was sideways. Apt.
One night of a train’s life.
by Eugene Ilchenko
Bunty’s Beauteous Book Buying Binge
Today I got:
There was a clown in the shopping arcade, making animals out of balloons.
I didn’t attack him.
On balance I believe this to have been the correct choice as the
subsequent distasteful incarceration would probably have outweighed
what fleeting pleasure the act would have earned me.
Post-clown I returned once more to the shop in from which I purchased
the ratmousething that is my avatar. They were all out of
ratmicethings, and in fact wire animals altogether, so instead I bought
one of those little mannequins used for figure drawing and painting.
It’s fortunate indeed that this purchase was made after my clown
sighting, [continued…
as although I have a sufficiency of will to fail to attack clowns whilst unarmed with even the short stout stick necessary to inflict the beating requisant to their innately felonious nature… Well, just I rather fear that the attacking a clown with a small bendy wooden figurine would have been far too redolent in post-ironic pathetic fallacy* for me to resist.
* I did remember to mention the light drizzle didn’t I?
It has been known for some to fail to notice the face in the first pic,
which bugs me, I mean if I’m going to go to all the trouble to set the
camera in MF mode rather than just shooting wildly and maniacally in
fully-auto as per usual, the least people could do is use their frick’n
eyes FFS.
Also got a 1/1 vote on photo.net, see if I ever post anything there again. Much HRRRRMPH.
Hmm actually could well have been thought up by less pale brethren originally, heard that it was a re-versioning with mars bars of something chocolatey and deep fried some Scot working over in the middle east had tried there.
Bagpipes with stirrups???
I don’t get it….
