http://ardle.blogsome.com/2008/01/12/goodbye-windows-sort-of/ The ccasional ramblings 'n' cryptic scrawls of Hiroshima resident Andy Lightfoot Thu, 27 Nov 2008 03:03:46 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.1-alpha http://ardle.blogsome.com/2008/01/12/goodbye-windows-sort-of/#comment-184 Sun, 13 Jan 2008 08:20:57 +0000 http://ardle.blogsome.com/2008/01/12/goodbye-windows-sort-of/#comment-184 Yeah, and don't forget that bandwagonesque 'Billy's Arse Cramps' fitness video in which a blubbery Mr.T from the B-Team leads us to the promised land... Yeah, and don’t forget that bandwagonesque ‘Billy’s Arse Cramps’ fitness video in which a blubbery Mr.T from the B-Team leads us to the promised land…

]]> http://ardle.blogsome.com/2008/01/12/goodbye-windows-sort-of/#comment-183 Sat, 12 Jan 2008 16:12:23 +0000 http://ardle.blogsome.com/2008/01/12/goodbye-windows-sort-of/#comment-183 You know, that new computer setup reminds me of that tale from World War II concerning a gay armament named, "Billy Bazooka." He was all the rage amongst limp wristed GI's in the Guadalcanal and Iwo Jima campaigns who were too wasted to have one off in the bushes. At night when the Japs would try to penetrate their foxholes, the GI's would unwind with Billy the Bazooka who would lisp off a round into the night, all the while shouting, "You wanna play rough Jap boyzth? I'll give you a little thomething, Boy Tojo you won't forget!" And the bazooka round would not only make contact and implant itself up tight little Jap clamholes, it would take down their trousers all in one go. Not since the Bushido Code went on line in the 14th Century has an army had to endure such blatant homoerotic stealth devices. You know, that new computer setup reminds me of that tale from World War II concerning a gay armament named, “Billy Bazooka.” He was all the rage amongst limp wristed GI’s in the Guadalcanal and Iwo Jima campaigns who were too wasted to have one off in the bushes. At night when the Japs would try to penetrate their foxholes, the GI’s would unwind with Billy the Bazooka who would lisp off a round into the night, all the while shouting, “You wanna play rough Jap boyzth? I’ll give you a little thomething, Boy Tojo you won’t forget!” And the bazooka round would not only make contact and implant itself up tight little Jap clamholes, it would take down their trousers all in one go. Not since the Bushido Code went on line in the 14th Century has an army had to endure such blatant homoerotic stealth devices.

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