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The Bane of the Black Pudding
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WWED -- What Would Elric Do? -
Oh, bugger. I didn't get the link right.WWED -- What Would Elric Do? -
The URL itself is fine, but it's a html link not a jpg one, so it doesn't work with the [img] tab.
Should work fine with the [url] tab though.
[link expired]_"For an eternity Allard was alone in an icy limbo where all the colours were bright and sharp and comfortless.
_For another eternity Allard swam through seas without end, all green and cool and deep, where distorted creatures drifted, sometimes attacking him.
_And then, at last, he had reached the real world – the world he had created, where he was God and could create or destroy whatever he wished.
_He was supremely powerful. He told planets to destroy themselves, and they did. He created suns. Beautiful women flocked to be his. Of all men, he was the mightiest. Of all gods, he was the greatest."Comment
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Has this Thread got anything to do with Saveloy Books? :?
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That must be one of the wurst puns...
Cheers,
AntComment
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Or, to have the pic appear in the thread, use the img tag with the image's pathname instead of the page's url:Originally posted by demos99
[broken link]Last edited by Rothgo; 04-23-2010, 04:27 AM."Wounds are all I'm made of. Did I hear you say that this is victory?"
--Michael Moorcock, Veteran of the Psychic WarsComment
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*chuckle* interesting picture. I wonder what Freud would say. I mean, a big friggin' sword isn't phallic enough?"In omnibus requiem quaesivi, et nusquam inveni nisi in angulo cum libro"
--Thomas a KempisComment
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Oh, my, that sheath is too small for that sausage-sword or whatnot :DComment
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That's no ordinary sausage. That's the great Black Pudding of Ingleton. I'd recognise it anywhere. Le Boudin Noir d'Ingleton as we say over there...Pre-order or Buy my latest titles in Europe:
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'Sausagebringer' :lol:Comment
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8O Goodness me!Comment
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A load of baloney, if you ask me.Pre-order or Buy my latest titles in Europe:
The Whispering Swarm: Book One of the Sanctuary of the White Friars - The Laughter of Carthage - Byzantium Endures - London Peculiar and Other Nonfiction
Doctor Who: The Coming of the Terraphiles - Kizuna: Fiction for Japan - Modem Times 2.0 - The Sunday Books - The Sundered Worlds
Pre-order or Buy my latest titles in the USA:
The Laughter of Carthage - Byzantium Endures - London Peculiar and Other Nonfiction - The Sunday Books - Doctor Who: The Coming of the Terraphiles
Kizuna: Fiction for Japan - The Sundered Worlds - The Winds of Limbo - Modem Times 2.0 - Elric: Swords and RosesComment
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Quite right. It's not the size of your sausage that matters, it's what you do with it.
"Blood puddings for Arioch!"
:)_"For an eternity Allard was alone in an icy limbo where all the colours were bright and sharp and comfortless.
_For another eternity Allard swam through seas without end, all green and cool and deep, where distorted creatures drifted, sometimes attacking him.
_And then, at last, he had reached the real world – the world he had created, where he was God and could create or destroy whatever he wished.
_He was supremely powerful. He told planets to destroy themselves, and they did. He created suns. Beautiful women flocked to be his. Of all men, he was the mightiest. Of all gods, he was the greatest."Comment
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Blood and risoles for my Lord Arioch ? Any chips with that ?
Of course the risole (rissole ? risolle ?) is virtually a forgotten part of the English chippy, along with faggots. By golly I could do with a bit of French boudin noir and English chips: the absolute finest of our two great cultures! Doubt if I'll find much o' that in California. I gather the blood sausage is threatened in many countries along with foie gras. Some nonsense about cruelty to the animals...
By the same logic (and I'd be prepared to go along with that) all battery farming should be banned. I'm sort of with the Pope on banning ALL killing of people or foetuses -- i.e. I'd be prepared to trade off abortion rights if the powers that be agreed to stop killing people, including judicially -- and I feel much the same about giving up boudin noir and foie gras. I'll it up if the Chinese trade in fur from cats is wiped out and if battery farming is stopped. Meanwhile, hypocrite that I am, I will stuff my face with boudin noir or black pudding as often as I can and I'll take a little more of that pate de foie de canard, please.... Oh, God, I'm a monster. Open another bottle of 2000 claret to help me forget. It's not good, I'm salivating too much to continue here...Pre-order or Buy my latest titles in Europe:
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Doctor Who: The Coming of the Terraphiles - Kizuna: Fiction for Japan - Modem Times 2.0 - The Sunday Books - The Sundered Worlds
Pre-order or Buy my latest titles in the USA:
The Laughter of Carthage - Byzantium Endures - London Peculiar and Other Nonfiction - The Sunday Books - Doctor Who: The Coming of the Terraphiles
Kizuna: Fiction for Japan - The Sundered Worlds - The Winds of Limbo - Modem Times 2.0 - Elric: Swords and RosesComment
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Ladies love a man with a big sausage . . .
I ate a black pudding once.Comment
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