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~Priyanka and Bhushan~

It was lovely to watch - I've always loved the way she spoke about him and their relationship. I'm glad they got to see each other and actually touch. It would have been cruel if BB rewound her out of the room and didn't let her go back in which I think she was scared about when it first happened. Pleased for both of them!
 
And never once stooped to gutter humour re: the obligatory cucumber

Again, I don't quite follow. My generation grew up during an age where songs were about bluebirds sitting on your shoulder and things beginning to feel a lot like Christmas, when hemlines ensured what you had for breakfast would remain a mystery and a gentlemen didn't expect you to crank start his car every time it broke down on the side of the road or be the 'barrow' in the wheelbarrow race at the state county fair.

Now, I don't know what you get up to in your hectic, hedonistic fast times at ridgemont high woe-oh black betty bamb-ba-lamb slam, wham, ala-kazamm thank you madam world of...of skinning cans and destroying letterboxes with baseball bats in your wanton orgy of destruction or sadly and more accurately self-destruction and NOR do I care, so if you could keep your gutter references (and i'm expecting, 'humour' - is it?) to yourself and the rest of your.....CHARlie sheen and emilio estevez doolan dalton gang of recalcitrant jersey shore guidos and wolf-whistling brick-layer's labourers than that would be VERY MUCH APPRECIATED.

Thank you.
 
Again, I don't quite follow. My generation grew up during an age where songs were about bluebirds sitting on your shoulder and things beginning to feel a lot like Christmas, when hemlines ensured what you had for breakfast would remain a mystery and a gentlemen didn't expect you to crank start his car every time it broke down on the side of the road or be the 'barrow' in the wheelbarrow race at the state county fair.

Now, I don't know what you get up to in your hectic, hedonistic fast times at ridgemont high woe-oh black betty bamb-ba-lamb slam, wham, ala-kazamm thank you madam world of...of skinning cans and destroying letterboxes with baseball bats in your wanton orgy of destruction or sadly and more accurately self-destruction and NOR do I care, so if you could keep your gutter references (and i'm expecting, 'humour' - is it?) to yourself and the rest of your.....CHARlie sheen and emilio estevez doolan dalton gang of recalcitrant jersey shore guidos and wolf-whistling brick-layer's labourers than that would be VERY MUCH APPRECIATED.

Thank you.

Cucumber is the #1 garnish for a Pimms beverage.

As for the gutter references;

NO

You are shit out of luck there.

We are all in the gutter, yet some of us are looking at the stars

I will wait whilst you google the author of that quote

Ta
 
I am not a Priya fan at all but that was so touching. I felt for her too with the bloody stairs. I really liked her comment that he smelled like love. What a brilliant way of putting it.

I think that's your cue to stan for ha :inlove:

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I think it was a nice gesture. At this point of the series, they do letters/videos from home, etc, at least with the freeze task, they can get the other half involved.

Bhushan gave her lots of love, but I feel for her having to be still, she must have wanted to return the love.

Definately a nice moment of the series regardless.
 
Cucumber is the #1 garnish for a Pimms beverage.

As for the gutter references;

NO

You are shit out of luck there.

We are all in the gutter, yet some of us are looking at the stars

I will wait whilst you google the author of that quote

Ta

I'm a teetotaller Mr Antigretel, so I'm hardly going to have your....vast but no doubt impressive Bryan Brown'esque encyclopedic knowledge of cocktail garnishes. I don't - however, require 'google' or any of your other gen-x kindle 'applications' to recognise Oscar Wilde.

Now, no doubt you're a bit of a charmer - and an educated one at that, but you're a scallywag Mr Antigretel and I see through your boyish inveiglements so know this: I have taken Miss Gretel Kruger under my wing at the behest of her guardian, and I will not let you 'spoil' her.

I hope we have an understanding.
 
I'm a teetotaller Mr Antigretel, so I'm hardly going to have your....vast but no doubt impressive Bryan Brown'esque encyclopedic knowledge of cocktail garnishes. I don't - however, require 'google' or any of your other gen-x kindle 'applications' to recognise Oscar Wilde.

Now, no doubt you're a bit of a charmer - and an educated one at that, but you're a scallywag Mr Antigretel and I see through your boyish inveiglements so know this: I have taken Miss Gretel Kruger under my wing at the behest of her guardian, and I will not let you 'spoil' her.

I hope we have an understanding.

Chill

If i wanted you, or GretelKruger or any female in the galaxy, you'd be shining my shoes as we speak

Alas, im waiting for lina to leave the house, be single, then marry her

Sleep well

I dont carry matches, yet i know how to start a bushfire or camp bbq.. so it follows that even though i do NOT drink, i still may have some generic knowledge of alcoholic additives

Plus i worked in a pub in 2001

My transparency and tubular type in yo face wat u c is wat u get characteristics should be welcomed as a breath of fresh air in this polluted land of wolves in sheep's clothing.

Boom Ewe
 
Oh hello Mavis, exhausting to see you again. I see, as usual, you rode in on your high horse. Shame I can't hear you over the bubbles popping in my champagne.

How rude, but spoken like and expected from the village lush nonetheless. Again, Anastasia, you're confusing my always being correct for some kind of vitriolic soap box rant.

What a lot of you here won't know is that Anastasia Beaverhausen and I go back a long way, a very long way. We went to primary school together and then on to the same boarding school as we began to flower into young women and one day - during vigoro practice I pitched a fairly fullish delivery that caught Anastasia - who was batting at the other end square on the bridge of her nose and consequently blackened both of her eyes.

Now, Anastasia always 'maintained' - and probably still does to this day that I bowled the delivery with malice and intended to hit her, but anyone who was there (besides herself) will attest that she moved her rather...generously sized head in front of the ball because she was spoiling for a fight and was determined to confront me, due to her being jealous of my being both team captain and head prefect.

As she was carried away by the dormitory mistresses she seethed through bloodied teeth and tears that she would one day get even Mavis Beacon, no matter how long it took.

I thought all had been forgotten, until that fateful day last week in the tea lounge when I was motioning to Melore to bring me more napkins and to make it snappy missy when I noticed some kind of....of pikey bag lady in the corner scoffing down all of the lounge's Pimms. Naturally I brought this to Melore's immediate attention and that simple, selfless good Samaritan act has opened up this rather unsavoury can of worms as it were, in the public domain.

I have tried to extend the olive branch over the years, one night after Anastasia broke into her father's liquour cabinet and arrived at our school Formal seven sheets to the fremantle doctor rumour began circulating that she was behind the amenities block fellating half the lacrosse team from the neighbouring boys Grammar School, and I stood up for her and told everybody over the public address system that she might have a drinking problem but that she wasn't a whore, but unfortunately the damage had been done. See that's the problem with ugly rumour and defaming falsehoods, once spake, even if it's just explaining that it probably wasn't true, well...unfortunately the mud sticks.

I only hope that one day, ONE DAY Anastasia and I can become friends again, but she will have to first confront her demons, of which there are many.

I heart you Anastasia. bless.
 
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