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I have no need of a diet recommendation from wooly and wild of Hibernia to compete at the annual Shitham-on-Pease Flatulentalists Gala but you can tell Sir W that just because it is smelly and not provided by Bunkers-are-us don't mean he don't have to fork out for it.
(Forks are not usually needed for a full stem, anyway. Depends on the pulse content)
And as for your oar of brilliance. Guess where that is getting shoved.
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David V
Lord Finchley tried to mend the electric light
Himself. It struck him dead and serve him right
It is the duty of the wealthy man
To give employment to the artisan
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