Well, the other common phrase, “I’ll use his guts for garters” doesn’t have a lot to recommend it either. Unfortunately, “I’ll use his guts to restring my nephews violin”, while significantly more practical, just doesn’t seem to have the same oomph to it.
Your nephew would probably be a tad miffed, as well, Biddo. Whereas it would be a good idea to restring the violin of the twat in the back desk of the violas in the , but I suspect that would lead to even clumsier phrasing.
God, garters *would* be awful, wouldn’t they? Wonder if that’s why spats were invented? To stop the splats as your garters decomposed?
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Whereas it would be a good idea to restring the instrument of the twat in the back desk of the violas in the insert-name-of-symphony-orchestra-of-your-choice, but I suspect that would lead to even clumsier phrasing.
> Has anyone else noticed that Murai seems to be doing much better with the crazies since she met Digger?
Well, we don’t have much pre-Digger Murai-craziness to compare to, but yeah …
In retrospect, I should hardly think guts would make particularly good guywires.
They’d probably end up rotting to bits or being gnawed through by rats at the most inconvenient times, without some kind of extensive preservation.
It’d probably be far simpler to just use conventional metal wires.
Of course, hating someone so much as to be willing to compromise structual integrity to humiliate them is probably rather significant for a wombat.
Well, the other common phrase, “I’ll use his guts for garters” doesn’t have a lot to recommend it either. Unfortunately, “I’ll use his guts to restring my nephews violin”, while significantly more practical, just doesn’t seem to have the same oomph to it.
awww, ED!
Your nephew would probably be a tad miffed, as well, Biddo. Whereas it would be a good idea to restring the violin of the twat in the back desk of the violas in the , but I suspect that would lead to even clumsier phrasing.
God, garters *would* be awful, wouldn’t they? Wonder if that’s why spats were invented? To stop the splats as your garters decomposed?
My my. Bit of an html manglement there. I’ll try just once more…
Whereas it would be a good idea to restring the instrument of the twat in the back desk of the violas in the insert-name-of-symphony-orchestra-of-your-choice, but I suspect that would lead to even clumsier phrasing.
Does anyone else notice the running inconsistencies with the presence/absence of a hole in the ear with the hyenas?
Digger gives me chills here. Ed is family. And you /don’t/ mess with family.