Comments on: Midnight In The Kitchen Of Good And Evil

By: Richelle Monclova

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By: SafeTinspector

SafeTinspector — Tue, 05 Sep 2006 11:15:25 +0000

Closure? CLOSURE?!? We don’t have no closure! We don’t need no stinking closure!

By: Tattieheid

Tattieheid — Tue, 05 Sep 2006 07:16:28 +0000

Your replies to comments are as wonderful to read as your actual posts!

The next stage is to teach your children to make the perfect Dry Martini, which involves a lot of gin and little or no vermouth!

By: Problem Child Bride aka wirepeach

Problem Child Bride aka wirepeach — Tue, 05 Sep 2006 03:05:07 +0000

My own sweet Footles, you ARE of course being fed drugs. Vampirella and I actually go back quite a long way and are conspiring in an involved plot to have you meet our mysterious ends in a way which will not become clear until there are 42 bridges over the Thames and the lark begats an owl. Why do you think your Horlicks has tasted so funny of an evening lately? Resistance of course is useless. I’m quite glad that I’ve told you actually. I hated having to procure the necessary powders from these sleay dealers in Tijuana. And postage to London is so expensive these days.

I never thought Pluto was in a strong position and always found it unfair that Goofy was allowed to express himself with words but Pluto just got a few impotent woofs. It must have been creative torture for him but in Hollywood it’s all about who you know isn’t it? I hear poor Pluto met a rather ignoble end on Des Moines’ skid row. Tragic. What a performer! What a waste.

Tattieheid, I’m impressed. Your mother sounds like the perfect Highland mammy. If I can pass on half of my own little how-to-operate-when-overserved tricks to my children before they reach 5 I’ll consider the better half of my mothering duties done. Of course, at 4, they already make a killer G&T for mummy’s elevenses and ,while they can’t reach the cooker yet, they know by heart the numbers of all the best take-away places in town. I’m very proud of them.

fmc, wheesht – for me it was truly an honour to uphold such an awesome tradition. If I ever come to Ireland I will expect to come to your kitchen and observe a full traditional Ritual of the Rum in all our ceremonial finery, with due solemnity and gravity and Blondie playing in the background. Crisps sort everything out, don’t they. I think we should include them in the ritual.

Helga, unequivocally yes, but bear in mind I am allergic to ampicillin and if you really want my organs for science then you’d better sign me up before I go to see fmc in Ireland, after which my liver and perhaps both kidneys will be use to neither man nor beast.

Wee niaff, I’ll call mid-week sometime. Everything OK?

By: wee niaff

wee niaff — Tue, 05 Sep 2006 00:24:49 +0000

forgotten your e-mail, can’t afford to call, if your bored give me a call
love f

By: Helga von porno

Helga von porno — Mon, 04 Sep 2006 23:08:04 +0000

I wonder if you would like to be involved in some important medical research?

By: fatmammycat

fatmammycat — Mon, 04 Sep 2006 16:52:51 +0000

You know, as anyone of our bloggery pool will attest to, I don’t like poetry. Slim was forever trying to prise open my philistine mind but it remained firmly clam like. But I read the whole of your poem and never winced one, it even raised a smile or two, until I realised I was reading poetry. Confused, yes I was. Then I had crisps and all was right with the world again. I was awful pelased you took up the mantle of liver thrashing when I was ‘inside’, it made me very proud.

By: Tattieheid

Tattieheid — Sat, 02 Sep 2006 13:59:04 +0000

I’m originally from Inverness – The whisky capitol of the North!

My mother taught me how to make Kir when I was about 5 year old. Never looked back! Luckily she also taght me how to cook (when pissed) so I managed to get past fry-ups onto healthier foods like haggis, stir frys and roasts – even when I was legless!

By: Dr Maroon

Dr Maroon — Sat, 02 Sep 2006 13:24:58 +0000

Re poor Pluto.

The day after the decision in Prague, my horoscope started off;

“With Pluto in such a strong position…. ”

That Justin Toper is such a godamned liar.

By: Foot Eater

Foot Eater — Sat, 02 Sep 2006 00:02:39 +0000

Sam, every time I come to your site I emerge pleased and vaguely bewildered, as though I’ve been force-fed drugs. I read your post, formulate a comment in my head, and then set out to put it in writing, only to wind up sidetracked by your commenters’ clever comments and your own even cleverer comment-comments.

Could I ask a big favour, namely that you post lower-quality items in future? Some bitchy observations about Paris Hilton might be a start.