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External Since: Jul 26, 2003 Posts: 172

In accordance with ancient custom, a candle burns tonight in the window
[1] of the tar paper shack, in memory of Guido Fawkes. Would that he
were living at this hour; England hath need of him. &c.

[1] Actually, it's not a window, it's a hole in the tar paper caused by
either a falling branch or an infuriated wild boar. But we call it a
window.

External Since: Jul 06, 2003 Posts: 1125

In <2004110522520676639 DeleteThis @zetnet.co.uk>, The Squoire wrote:
>In accordance with ancient custom, a candle burns tonight in the window
>[1] of the tar paper shack, in memory of Guido Fawkes. Would that he
>were living at this hour; England hath need of him. &c.

In his honour tomorrow we shall ignite the fuzes of stacks of ordnance
and say "oooooh" as they go *bang* whooooooosh *BANG*.

Me and The Innocuous Dave on Mortars, I think.

Fancy comin' out for a bit of moil, toil an' hurly-burly, 'Drake?

>[1] Actually, it's not a window, it's a hole in the tar paper caused by
>either a falling branch or an infuriated wild boar. But we call it a
>window.

Ah. Erm. I think that may have been an errant rocket-stick from last
week's little warm-up exercise. Sorry about that: the smaller blonde
item on the team is trying to get her fire more accurate. This time she
only hit me with *one* smack on the helmet; last time out it was two
near misses, and I began to feel bracketed, so it was a relief to get
the impact over with. Maybe I shouldn't've stood in line with your des.
res.

Beetle
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