Organised Sport: Dangerous.
You know that World Cup mania has spiralled out of all control when you hear a busker in the Underground playing 'Vindaloo' on a piccolo.
That's all.
posted by Léonie at 1:12 pm
Monday, June 26, 2006
That's all.
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7 Comments:
Heard an awesome joke that I thought you'd appreciate. Was going to send it to you direct, but then thought the good people of the world wide web might appreciate it too. It reads:
"Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married.
The ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was excellent."
Oh yes.
1:24 pm
oh. I. love. it.
2:10 pm
I always knew you were a lady of taste Sophie...
2:27 pm
I too like that joke!
I can tell you are musically minded, I would have said "when you hear a busker in the Underground playing 'Vindaloo' on a strangely large flute style thing"
3:30 pm
World Cup always does bad things to music. It makes you suddenly realise how many blokes have really really rubbish singing voices. The girls, I don't know - they're usually drowned out by the blokes. Unless you watch the football in an all-girls school - which I've never done strangely.
4:19 pm
yeah, i wouldnt have recognised one either. unless he was wearing a big badge saying pete the piccolo player and even then i probably wouldnt believe him.
we had a really depressing accordion player outside my shop, i really wanted to ask her to play some jolly sounding national anthems or something, since it was the day of the first england match and everyone outside was all 'rah!'
4:23 pm
For the record, I think a piccolo is a strangely small flute type thing.
1:31 pm
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