random facts about you...#12 (Game thread)

On behalf of the whole population of Wales

DEAL!

Man, I can't wait to tell people about what I have just done, the first 7 or 8 people will be ecstatic

not sure what i'm going to say to the rest when the chocolate runs out though

 

What?! Are you crazy? He's brilliant. You people are strange.

How about we swap, Rhod for Frankie Boyle.

 

[*sigh*]

 

I only only kidding, he is very funny. We look after our own here

You can keep ol' Boyle, he isn't my favourite

 

We don't want him. He casts a dark shadow on our great land

 

They take feathers from my hand, on the wing.

 

perhaps if you stopped playing with swallows the feathers would stop growing on your hands....

 

me too......I'm lacking the UKian insider knowledge.

 

Yeah, I can barely keep up researching each name on Wikipedia.

 

I think this will explain my love for Dawn French
The ending is the best bit!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUpBTVilhzY&feature=related"]YouTube- Vicar of Dibley, Puddle

 

That's slightly freaky. What motivates them to do that?

 

You watch the clip too!

Hey, we are outnumbered by Americans and Canadians here, we need our moments

 

I have the guitar solo from 'Stairway to Heaven' stuck in my head. It's been in there for like a week now.

 

I dunno, I prefer House myself...

 

I just quoted some words from that song to my co-worker a couple hours ago and it drove him crazy trying to figure out what song I was quoting.

 

:toetap05:

You could never be my friend

 

lol. Great tune. I like that jangly guitar tone. And Bonham's drums are the be all AND the end all of ALL ROCK DRUMMING in that song! He was the alpha and omega of skin beaters!

 

We House people thrive on destroying friendships.

 

Is that the one with the really bad American accent, the medical drama?

If it is, then I refuse to watch it because of Hugh Laurie's awful accent.

 

I noticed one day that they love to play "catch" with feathers. I think it helps fledgelings learn to hunt insects. I began by tossing feathers into the wind and the birds would intercept them. I brought the feathers closer by interval. the swallows became so involved with this game that a half dozen of them would sit waiting on the telephone lines outside my house for me to appear each morning with the feathers. As soon as I came out they would take wing and start chattering excitedly, swooping around me at my level.