Monday, 24 November 2008
Wednesday, 19 November 2008
Dick Day: NOT FOR YOUNG EYES!!!
(sung to the tune of "she will be coming around the mountain when she comes")
If you want to go to heaven when you die
You have to wear a Glasgow shirt and Glasgow tie
You will have to wear a bonnet
With F*** the Dicks right on it
If you want to go to heaven when you die
F*** the Dicks!
Oh...I'd rather shag a Camel then a Dick
I'd rather shag a camel then a Dick
I'd rather shag a camel or any other mammal
I'd rather shag a camel than a Dick
F*** the Dicks
Oh...I'd rather be a fanny than a Dick
I'd rather be a fanny than a Dick
I'd rather be a fanny dryer than your Grannies
I'd rather be a fanny than a Dick
F*** the Dicks!!!!!
The song goes on for many more versus...these are the more PC ones. Just imagine singing this at a football (soccer) match. How would you like that Amanda?;)
Grotesque....yes....funny....very
Monday, 17 November 2008
Hodge Podge of Closely Related Events
On a more unfortunate note I have a terrible cold that just won't go away. After the joyous horse leg lab last Thursday I returned home feeling like crap. That night instead of dreaming of nerve blocks I dreamed of rivers of snot. This of course woke me up several times during the night only to discover that I was indeed drowning in a river of snot. It has since moved into my chest and back up to my nose. Cross your fingers it will leave me soon.
Stay tuned for wedding plans...Tyler and I are at least starting to figure out what we want in our ceremony and such. We are going to do a traditional Jewish wedding + or - some of the traditional. For example, there is a much excluded tradition of greeting the bride and groom before the wedding. Men greet the groom in one place and women greet the bride in another. We both agree this would be a great addition to the wedding especially because we are going to keep the tradition of Yihud after the wedding (which kind of cancels out the receiving line). This is a tradition where the bride and groom spend their first 15 minutes in a room alone together. They eat, drink (they are technically supose to have fasted all day) and relax and enjoy their first few minutes of marriage together:) There is more but I will save some for later...by the way here is an excerpt from the "guide to jewish wedding online" that I think we should all catalogue for later use....
"It is a mitzvah (divine commandment) for guests to bring simchah (joy) to the [groom] and the [bride] on their wedding day. There is much music and dancing as the guests celebrate with the new couple. To further bring joy to the occasion, some guests perform feats of juggling and acrobatics."
ok...no acrobatics required but juggling......hmmmm negotiable
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Jerry
SnipTuesday, 11 November 2008
Oh Boy!!
What are my expectaions from visiting Rood and Riddle?
Well obviously to learn but man....i have to make it elegant.....If only I have D's writing skills. Why didn't you sit next to me in high school English...I could have "learned" off of you in that class too;)
What are my dates?
Ummm....we have no term dates for next year so......guess I should put anything down. Maybe July, should be nice and sticky around that time. Not many people will be applying then, right? It is summer though, no school. Plus I am sure they have people year round. Oh and how many weeks should I do? 1,2,3,4???? I think 3...end of July begining of August. There are 3 of their rotations I would love to do...Surgery, Medicine and Podiatry. Thats right, Podiatry:)
So what do you think?
Wednesday, 5 November 2008
Happy Guy Fawkes Day!!!
Guy Fawkes Day Poem
Traditional British
The Gunpowder Treason and plot ;
I know of no reason why Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes,
'Twas his intent.
To blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below.
Poor old England to overthrow.
By God's providence he was catch'd,
With a dark lantern and burning match
Holloa boys, Holloa boys, let the bells ring
Holloa boys, Holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip Hoorah !
Hip hip Hoorah !
A penny loaf to feed ol'Pope,
A farthing cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down,
A faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar,'
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head,
Then we'll say: ol'Pope is dead.
Tonight we spent many hours eating chili, socialising and light off fireworks in the street. There were only a few rouge fireworks and one call to the police. Go light a bonfire and some fireworks and have your own Guy Fawkes celebration tonight!!!
