tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post115132598098834347..comments2023-05-18T11:19:33.857+02:00Comments on animals stuck to the wall: It is a time of dread...EvilAuntiePerilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01278720691584010136noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-1151395254786539232006-06-27T10:00:00.000+02:002006-06-27T10:00:00.000+02:00Karen: Blue Lagoon - lovely. And we wandered all o...Karen: Blue Lagoon - lovely. And we wandered all over Comino, which was great. But the beach? That would be that strip of sand about 6x2 feet, right? Feet paddled in water.<BR/><BR/>Ames: This whole summer-football-and-beer-inspired look is particularly excruciating. I dread it spreading into the office. Heaven forbid, but I have seen the odd pair of co-worker knees.<BR/><BR/>Candy: Oh help. I think you might be right. eeeewwwww....EvilAuntiePerilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01278720691584010136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-1151389551350089802006-06-27T08:25:00.000+02:002006-06-27T08:25:00.000+02:00Those aren't burn marks. Those sound like stretch ...Those aren't burn marks. Those sound like stretch marks.<BR/><BR/>EEEGAAAHHHH.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-1151363113696977832006-06-27T01:05:00.000+02:002006-06-27T01:05:00.000+02:00LMAO! European fashions (not Paris fasion) are so...LMAO! European fashions (<I>not</I> Paris fasion) are so funny. I miss Germany. *pouts*~ames~https://www.blogger.com/profile/17683205224039402987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-1151348775068685622006-06-26T21:06:00.000+02:002006-06-26T21:06:00.000+02:00EAP wrote on Maili's blog: Classy indeed. Did you ...EAP wrote on Maili's blog: Classy indeed. Did you by any chance also sample the delights of salsa nights at Fuego’s in Bugibba?"<BR/><BR/>I don't recall Fuego's, but I distinctly remember getting off my head and thinking I was Janet Jackson at a bar in Bugibba called The Wiseguys! <BR/><BR/>Did you get to go to the Blue Lagoon? Where was the rest of the frickin beach?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-1151338342868005892006-06-26T18:12:00.000+02:002006-06-26T18:12:00.000+02:00*seethes with jealousy* Bet the eye-candy is bette...*seethes with jealousy* Bet the eye-candy is better too. You and your straw cowboy hat...<BR/><BR/>But I hope you get a photo of an aging man the colour of teak in a miniscule white thong.EvilAuntiePerilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01278720691584010136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-1151337118357570142006-06-26T17:51:00.000+02:002006-06-26T17:51:00.000+02:00[your commenter writes from St Tropez]Greetings fr...[your commenter writes from St Tropez]<BR/><BR/>Greetings from the Cote d'Azur, where in the summer it is somehow more summer than anywhere else, if that makes sense. We walked along the front yesterday and hoped to catch a glimpse of Poof Daddy, or at very least Joan Collins, but to no avail just yet. The boats are arrayed along the harbourfront in spectacular displays of unimagined decadence. We're keen to be seen as part of the scene, not passing through, so are considering making our own Polo Shirts with the words CAYMAN ISLANDS on them, just so people know.The Richardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00002778113412823107noreply@blogger.com