I didn't have that one, The Plough and the Stars feels like a bit of a cop out in comparison. Also when am I ever going to need those 42 poems again or to know Macbeth or Wuthering Heights religiously, Heathcliff was a right bastard come to think of it
......I almost forgot My Left Foot for the film.
More like good thing he's rich. You figure if it was before 96 it would have predated hipaa. And if there was an act of animal cruelty involved that would allow the hospital to notify the police. I like to think it's true. He's just Rich enough, just weird enough, and the Rumours lasted just long enough for me to believe itGood thing there's doctor patient confidentiality. I hate my brain for thinking this but exactly how many pictures would you need to prove it happened
I remember thinking it'd be hard to get a pic with his face and the evidence in the same shot. Then I thought if the press got a hold of the bill for the surgery, I'd just say "fuck that, they sent me the wrong bill" I may have thought about this a bit too much
Is the Plough and Stars a poem? I know it as a good pub in Cambridge, MAI didn't have that one, The Plough and the Stars feels like a bit of a cop out in comparison. Also when am I ever going to need those 42 poems again or to know Macbeth or Wuthering Heights religiously, Heathcliff was a right bastard come to think of it
Did anybody question local pet store owners?I remember thinking it'd be hard to get a pic with his face and the evidence in the same shot. Then I thought if the press got a hold of the bill for the surgery, I'd just say "fuck that, they sent me the wrong bill" I may have thought about this a bit too much
So, The Soul of Man by Wilde thenI didn't have that one, The Plough and the Stars feels like a bit of a cop out in comparison. Also when am I ever going to need those 42 poems again or to know Macbeth or Wuthering Heights religiously, Heathcliff was a right bastard come to think of it
Sounds like a a porno hahaIs the Plough and Stars a poem? I know it as a good pub in Cambridge, MA
I thought everyone in Ireland had to read Peig. You had a lucky escape!I didn't have that one, The Plough and the Stars feels like a bit of a cop out in comparison. Also when am I ever going to need those 42 poems again or to know Macbeth or Wuthering Heights religiously, Heathcliff was a right bastard come to think of it
Get ploughed, see stars?
You don't have to tell me twiceGet ploughed, see stars?
Good lord... I... Has Richard Gere seen this?
I was telling myself I'd missed a load of books there, I remember our very attractive English teacher telling us that one of the female poets was attracted to the same sex, you've never seen so many teenage boys eager to read poetry
You'd wonder, he is awfully quiet about it if he has
*What* did I just listen to? And why did I listen to the whole thing?
We were told there was a sex scene in Peig, towards the end, it was the only way to get us to finish the bloody book!
I can't even.You'd wonder, he is awfully quiet about it if he has
I'll never forget Ms N***n explaining the sexual implications of the language of The Tollund Man, there wasn't a single desk on four legs that day (well apart from the girls)
Oh god I remember just looking at the book we had for Wilde, I can remember after the teacher said it wasn't even close to his full works one of the lads saying "what else did he do? why didn't he get a real job as well?" thanks for bringing that laugh back
Thanks for the heads-up. Lovely!
OMMFG! There I was lucky. I lived out in the camper
