Names are an "interesting" phenomenon. A rose by any other name would still wilt after two days, if you get it from Tesco. A wise old man once said, "names will never hurt me". He never met my poor friend Spike. Dear oh dear, schoolkids can be cruel. Names have me thinking. If you fall over in the kitchen, it should be called a Keith Floydian slip. The as-yet unelected Pope will be called 'George-Ringo', if things go to plan. I'm not sure why Popes change their name, but if Prince can do it? So can Prince Charles. When King, he wants to change his name to Henry. He says Charles isn't a good monrach's name, as Charles I had his head lobbed off and the II was a total galavant. Charles, read the history books, the Henrys weren't all that desirable either. Change your name to Kong. People would love you. That's what I did. Nicknames are another thing. Apparently George W Bush is nicknamed "the needle" by his White House staff. He thinks it is because he is so sharp. He's wrong; it's because he's a little prick. And now there is an Erection coming up, so called because of all the pricks running. And the Mass Debating. When I first heard about General Erections, I thought that it was one of those magic moments when everyone in Britain went hard at the same time (similar to the Christmas Boners phenomenon). Now the American Erection did not go so well for the sane people du monde. Now we are faced with trustworthy Blair's boys against that cretin Howard. Does he think the public have forgotten who he is?? I just hope we get to see another Prescott-punches-man-with-mullet moment.
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11.4.05 12:40
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