tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post2971168062889977065..comments2023-10-24T14:51:45.756+02:00Comments on Bloggertropolis: Meal TicketStevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-73466609250278480342011-03-30T23:00:31.020+02:002011-03-30T23:00:31.020+02:00Laura: or tea for two?Laura: or tea for two?Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-1202218085762320652011-03-30T22:36:29.387+02:002011-03-30T22:36:29.387+02:00Tee heeTee heeThe Poet Laura-eatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779308486569849157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-65624373377054657652011-03-26T22:25:01.205+01:002011-03-26T22:25:01.205+01:00Amanda: exactly. Why run when you can hurl?Amanda: exactly. Why run when you can hurl?Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-54875997123682755952011-03-26T21:20:07.273+01:002011-03-26T21:20:07.273+01:00Holy heck, I just don't know why someone hasn&...Holy heck, I just don't know why someone hasn't thought of this before. Pure genius, Steve. Personally I have found the best way for a free meal is to do the ol' dine and dash but that isn't so easy as one gets er 'older'....The Sagittarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05513045101496737031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-34196542199484128552011-03-26T18:27:56.669+01:002011-03-26T18:27:56.669+01:00Nota Bene: my next plan involves getting free fuel...Nota Bene: my next plan involves getting free fuel from petrol stations but involves a bit of immolation. It needs tweaking before it's practicable.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-37665811878915160542011-03-26T17:10:30.626+01:002011-03-26T17:10:30.626+01:00Well it's certainly a plan. It may be plan b ...Well it's certainly a plan. It may be plan b but it's certainly a plan...can't wait for your next idea Professor PottsNota Benehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00969705852180234416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-1715086263143091312011-03-26T09:52:11.048+01:002011-03-26T09:52:11.048+01:00Being Me: if he refuses you're obviously feedi...Being Me: if he refuses you're obviously feeding him the wrong kind of food. ;-)Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-91208959596914248082011-03-26T09:48:57.296+01:002011-03-26T09:48:57.296+01:00AH... Hmm. Gee, that Karen sure has a catch there...AH... Hmm. Gee, that Karen sure has a catch there. Off to ask my husband why he won't consider doing that for <i>me</i>.Being Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08600427311498297800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-29824360234717129042011-03-26T08:44:37.453+01:002011-03-26T08:44:37.453+01:00Phil: are you sure the judge wasn't shouting, ...Phil: are you sure the judge wasn't shouting, "Get that retching imbecile out of my court"?<br /><br />MaidInAustralia: you're a woman with taste and class. Can I just say I draw the line at curries? They hurt when they come back up.<br /><br />Being Me: see MaidInAustralia's comment above. It's all in the chunder sacrifice, babe.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-2140361197920425222011-03-26T07:49:05.032+01:002011-03-26T07:49:05.032+01:00I missed the romantic part. Where was it again?I missed the romantic part. Where was it again?Being Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08600427311498297800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-82728494565663717182011-03-26T03:09:57.418+01:002011-03-26T03:09:57.418+01:00A man willing to put his fingers down his throat t...A man willing to put his fingers down his throat to throw up for a free romantic dinner ... your woman is indeed blessed.<br />I found you via Wanderlust, and I'm a little in love with you already.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03596142995497292286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-41243907078712184802011-03-26T01:20:23.161+01:002011-03-26T01:20:23.161+01:00Talking about throwing up all over glass windows, ...Talking about throwing up all over glass windows, when I was at college, one of our lecturers took us all off on a jolly to the Winchester Crown Courts. At lunchtime we took over the pub across the road for a couple of hours and had quite a good fill. We re-convened upstairs in the public gallery and sat in steeply tiered seats, stacked up behind the tall glass screens that ringed the gallery wall itself.<br /><br />The corporate fraud trial we were watching was about as boring and tedious as watching paint dry, until I noticed the shoulders on the large geeky student bloke in front of me start to twitch and judder increasingly violently. Then he just erupted in a monumentally huge technicolour yawn, all over the glass screen directly in front of him. It was seriously, seriously impressive stuff. A full on ’10 Star’ mega splat of a chunder. A real epic.<br /><br />He was so bladdered he never even came close to getting his hands up to cover his mouth in time. My view of the Judge and the courtroom below was completely obscured by this great big sliding mural of lager, prawn curry, mushy chips and diced carrots. And all I could hear above the commotion of everyone else going into howls and seizures of laughter around the gallery, was the sound of the Judges voice yelling out very harshly – “Get that retched imbecile out of my court!, Get that retched imbecile out of my court! And clear the public gallery completely before I have everyone up there strung up for contempt”.<br /><br />Our poor lecturer got himself seriously bollocked for that little episode too.Bish Bosh Bashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01311092711040714994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-28580164872326998452011-03-25T21:19:48.306+01:002011-03-25T21:19:48.306+01:00Mark: it wasn't Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall, w...Mark: it wasn't Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall, was it?Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-72841613470899467062011-03-25T21:17:39.242+01:002011-03-25T21:17:39.242+01:00I know pubs where puking outside is considered sty...I know pubs where puking outside is considered stylish!<br /><br />I did once stay at a youth hostel where a bloke actually began cooking roadkill crows - seriously. Now that was a put off.The bike shedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05195882998271591934noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-59704853780016532422011-03-25T21:07:31.807+01:002011-03-25T21:07:31.807+01:00The fly in the web: you don't think they could...The fly in the web: you don't think they could handle the culinary competition...?Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-78276244749295980962011-03-25T21:05:08.504+01:002011-03-25T21:05:08.504+01:00I reckon it would work with the sensitive British ...I reckon it would work with the sensitive British restaurant manager...a French one would pop out will a bill for the e coli you had had on his premises without paying for it...the fly in the webhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04563871975125538755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-53390874805051397462011-03-25T20:49:34.292+01:002011-03-25T20:49:34.292+01:00Marginalia: let me guess... the food's so good...Marginalia: let me guess... the food's so good you want to taste it twice?Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-3164728477099383012011-03-25T20:35:11.315+01:002011-03-25T20:35:11.315+01:00Lucky you. In Walthamstow's select restaurants...Lucky you. In Walthamstow's select restaurants there's no need to shove one's fingers down one's throat to get the desired effect.<br /><br />I'm thinking of opening a restauarant chain based on the Walthamstow model. It'll be called "Belimia".Marginaliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01175372147298306908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-88470940082116621152011-03-25T19:02:18.511+01:002011-03-25T19:02:18.511+01:00Selina: ah but that's proof that my idea would...Selina: ah but that's proof that my idea would work!<br /><br />Gorilla Bananas: interesting idea but my Shakespearian sensibilities do not allow me to countenance beard pulling of any sort.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-25083755250776984772011-03-25T18:58:04.132+01:002011-03-25T18:58:04.132+01:00That's not a bad idea, but I suspect it's ...That's not a bad idea, but I suspect it's against the law, and I don't think handcuffs would suit you. Here's another idea: invite people to pull your beard for a pound. I bet they'd be queuing up to give it a tug and watch you grimace!Gorilla Bananashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13044093013423635830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-18201036194522045632011-03-25T18:25:29.956+01:002011-03-25T18:25:29.956+01:00It's an interesting..uhmm.. theory and one tha...It's an interesting..uhmm.. theory and one that reminds me of when I was pregnant with my eldest. I was very sick through the whole pregnancy but on one night I suddenly had a craving for a thai meal and so we went to the local where we had the most fabulous meal.However, as we stepped out from the air conditioned restaurant into the hot summer evening, an uncontrollable wave hit me and I chundered right in front of the entrance. Later that evening my husband had to go past the restaurant to buy me some indigestion tablets and he was horrified to see the restaurant completely empty....we've never dared go back !!Selina Kingstonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01515746813047397411noreply@blogger.com