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weird scare-wearing cults
A very apt typo, Craig.
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I'm five foot three and a half, and I'm sticking with it.
A veritable giant!
My mother is four foot eleven and a half. Somehow 148cm just doesn't sound nearly as impressive.
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Sheesh, I just went to a restaurant and discussed gay porn.
That sounds like more fun than housework.... Can I come too, next time?
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And I get to be Dan Carter. Can't kick, can't catch, can't pass, can't run, will NOT appear on billboards clad only in my underwear, but, hey, other than that, I think I fit the bill.
Right. Off to get the kids from school now.
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Fourthed!
Fantastic really. I suggest a rugby team, then go away to vacuum the house, make a batch of chocolate chip oatie biscuits, get some vanilla biscuit dough ready (school gala day coming up), and make the pastry for dinner, and come back to find a nearly full team, complete with excellent captain, and a name. The PAS Pirates it is, then.
Now all we need is some cheerleaders... Any volunteers, chaps?
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The rugby threads here have been easily the most-trafficked for the month, and Monday was probably our biggest day for the whole of 2007.
I was going to say... that's great, and I'm pleased for you, especially because I know that will up your advertising revenue, and unlike the boofheads who think everything on the net should be free and are not prepared to pay for good quality opinion and entertainment by having a few ads appear on the site, I'm delighted to be able to see all the ads, read the great content, and take part in the fantastic discussions, but maybe rugby has gotten all the hits in the last month because the rest of PA has been a bit, well, quiet... so the rugby-atheists among us haven't had much to read, and even Tze Ming Mok's post was about bloody rugby, and I am so over it, and nationalism, and all those things.
That's what I was going to say, along with "Welcome back to the land of the living, all you rugby folks. hope you had a good time."
But then I read all of this thread, and found Tom's rant, and Danielle's response.
Look, if anyone wants to form a rugby team from the women who participate in PA, I'll be in. I'm about 165cm tall, and I weight around 58 kilos... so what do you reckon I should play? Prop. Danielle, do you fancy the wing? What about you, Kowhai?
Tom, you might get people asking you what you have to contribute to a discussion on childbirth, if you have never been there or done that, but as far as I know, conversation here is open to EVERYONE. Even conversations about rugby. And the funding of prostate cancer research and treatment.
Right. I'm off to do the vacuuming. And some baking.
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Mummy says the f-word in our car sometimes, in strange cities, or when someone is being particularly obtuse.
Les enfants are always very, very quiet when that happens.
It happened a week ago, on a Taranaki back road, when one of the tyres was making that ominous rattling sound.
"Fcuk!" I said.
By myself (husband still in Wellington), three children in the station wagon, boot full of luggage, flat tyre, no cell phone coverage.
Fortunately, there was a house nearby, and equally fortunately, the owner, Francois, was working in his front yard. He wandered over, said hello, and started changing the wheel. Bless him. I can change tyres, when pushed, but I have never fancied having a go at it on the station wagon. Thank goodness for Francois.
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His comment about 'Christian' parties was that the folks who are in them are generally those who are imbued with a highly developed sense of righteousness.
Hmm... I think I would have said, "self-righteousness".
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Ah... yes... of course.
I was more thinking about defending your right to freedom of speech, even though I loathe what you say.
Not you personally, of course, Stephen.
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I take the Voltaire position on this one, KevinHicks.
You can hold whatever silly beliefs you like, and I will defend your right to hold them (unless they entail harming others), but the beliefs themselves are up for ridicule, satire, whatever.