Pratchett's
The Last Continent
really *is* funny because it's true.
Floater: Ok, it doesn't smell too icky. But I have mushy food issues, and those peas look awfully mushy.
t eats
Huh. That's... kinda good. Really weird and wrong texturally, but the taste isn't bad. Don't think it's going to be a favoured food of mine though.
David! I've been busy doing the books for the family property, which means no Buffistas. Though every time I entered in the BAD tax, I muttered "BAD tax, no biscuit!", which kept me amused, if not sane.
Kate, you mean Sunday, March 23? Because that's just fine. I'll be out Saturday night, if you meant the 22nd, but if you arrived before 5 pm so I could let you in it wouldn't be a problem. And two weeks or until you get bored is just dandy. ;)
Min, it's the 23rd, then--I know I meant to arrive on a Sunday, and I don't have my notebook with me for the correct date. So that's good? Yay!
Off to bed now, for real this time...
Spearamint milk???? That's so WRONG!
Where is "Bad dog, no biscuit" from, anyway?
Pratchett is just like
The National Enquirer...
he never makes anything up. Exagerates, yes; jumps off on a premise, yes; turns a suggestion entirely upside down and inside out... but he never makes it up, lurking in every soupy joke is a pie floater of truth.
Have I mentioned recently how very much I love TP?
The greatest philosopher of our times :-P
Hey, don't knock the Pie Floater. There was nothing better after a night on the grog, than to stop at the legendary pie cart out front of the Adelaide Train Station and slurp back a floater! Though there does tend to be an ick factor when the inexperienced are involved.
Plus, let's not forget that Giles likes mushy peas -- which is what the pea soup is, in reality.
So, what's the American dish that unAmericans utterly fail to get the point of? Do you guys know the dubious glory of "Jell-O Salad"?