The world’s most favourite animal would be the dog I think. Or the duck billed platypus.
I like all animals, but if I were pressed to express a particular preference I would opt for the hamster.
They are cute, cuddly, and can provide hours of peaceful fun just by watching them and their frolics (especially if you buy those miniature puzzle playgrounds for them).
Hamsters are also versatile in the sense that when you get bored with them you can always shove a stick up their butt and use them as a dish mop.
To be quite honest, I used to enjoy a turkey roast until I realized that these creatures really do have it bad for the Christmas season. Imagine, a creature being reared only for to end up on my plate.
Since then, I have only eaten a “Guilt-free Christmas turkey”.
On the fifth day of Christmas My true love sent to me, Five Jackos ajacking, (lol sorry!) Four smoky Swiss people asmoking Three witchy sisters awitching Two rusty knights arusting And a thingy thing up a pear tree
Do you really think that someone like me would, even for an instant, forget about children and the joys and anticipation that Christmas brings for them?
Perish the thought.
Children’s enthusiasm for the Christmas season could easily be curbed by giving them a rusty bear trap, the family pet rabbit on a skewer or the previous year’s gifts all smashed up as a present.
I think that all it takes is to make people a bit miserable so that they stop enjoying Christmas.
To start with, a blanket ban on:
Christmas related music Christmas decorations (including illumination) Displays of crèches. Images and effigies of Santa Claus
From public areas.
To top it off, dampen peoples’ spirits by:
Embarking on nonsense propaganda about the hazards of binge eating, drinking, drink driving, waste originating from Christmas packaging and discarded unwanted gifts, noise pollution, etc
Saying that Christmas celebrations offend other religions.
Making all TV stations show interminable re-runs of any film with Fred Astaire or Barbara Streisand in it.
Forcing, shopping malls and local councils to play Teletubbies, Bob the Builder tunes, Celine Dion , Enya or the sound of a sea lion with a blocked nostril (pretty much the same thing) on the Public Address systems.
Interminably playing on peoples’ intrinsic, social, altruistic instincts by reminding them that whilst they are enjoying Christmas, someone else is dying of hunger, being hacked to death or facing some natural cataclysm (like Spice Girls or another Harry Potter movie).
There's this bird called Mary, yeah? She's a virgin (wossat then?)
She's not married or nuffink, but she's got this boyfriend, Joe, innit? He does joinery an' that. Mary lives with him in a crib dahn Nazaref.
One day Mary meets this bloke Gabriel. She's like `Oo you lookin at?'
Gabriel just goes 'You got one up the duff, you have.'
Mary's totally gobsmacked.
She gives it to him large 'Stop dissin' me yeah? I ain't no slapper. I never bin wiv no one!'
So Mary goes and sees her cousin Liz, who's six months gone herself. Liz is largin' it. She's filled with spirits, Barcardi Breezers an' that.
She's like 'Orright, Mary, I can feel me bay-bee in me tummy and I reckon I'm well blessed. Think of all the extra benefits an' that we is gonna get. 'Mary goes 'Yeah, s'pose you're right'
Mary an' Joe ain't got no money so they have to ponse a donkey, an' go dahn Bethlehem on that.
They get to this pub an' Mary wants to stop, yeah? To have her bay-bee an' that.
But there ain't no room at the inn, innit? So Mary an' Joe break an' enter into this garridge, only it's filled wiv animals. Cahs an' sheep an' that.
Then these three geezers turn up, looking proper bling, wiv crowns on their heads. They're like `Respect, bay-bee Jesus', an' say they're wise men from the East End.
Joe goes: 'If you're so wise, wotchoo doin' wiv this Frankenstein an' myrrh? Why dincha just bring gold, Adidas and Burberry?'
It's all about to kick off when Gabriel turns up again an' sez he's got another message from this Lord geezer. He's like 'The police is comin an' they is killin' all the bay-bees. You better nash off to Egypt.' Joe goes 'You must be monged if you think I'm goin' dahn Egypt on a minging donkey'
Gabriel sez 'Suit yerself, pal. But it's your look out if you stay'.
So they go dahn Egypt till they've stopped killin the first-born an' it's safe an' that.
Then Joe and Mary and Jesus go back to Nazaref, an' Jesus turns water into Stella.
You know what is worse about Unicredit (and some other banks). They have been accused of cheating their clients on the “Swap” contracts. There are companies in Italy that are facing bankruptcy because of them.
Despicable! You trust a bank and it and shafts you. Oh wait, that is what they do most of the time. It’s ok then.
Any person that takes it upon themselves to deprive another human being of the basic right to live should automatically lose that same right.
Sure, the death penalty is not an effective deterrent and in most cases all it serves is to allow society to achieve retribution and revenge, but, sometimes that is enough.
This rehabilitation fairy tale is all very nice in theory. There was the case in Italy three or four years ago, a felon convicted of raping and killing a woman in the early seventies. This person gets released from jail and after three months he kills another two women.
Talk about unleashing an animal back into an unsuspecting society.
Anyone going to say “An eye for an eye makes the world go blind”? Oh, go on.
Consumers want European built products at the Chinese factory prices.
In the end, we get a Chinese built product at a Chinese factory price.
That is why the European market keeps getting flooded with textiles, electronics and mechanical products made in China.
The mentality of “it is cheaper to just buy a new one” got us by the short and curly hair. And we follow with our wallets wide open and inverted.
How many products have we got that do not have “Made in China” on it?
First the Chinese manufacture a product under a license and then they copy the model, open up a new plant and start manufacturing the same product under their own brand name.
In the name of commercial expansion the US and Europeans shifted their manufacturing might to India and China and now that might is no longer in their hands.
Pretty soon we will start buying Chinese factory goods at the European prices.
I posted this on the international forum some time ago.
Can’t think why, but some people took umbrage.
When a woman is 20 she’s like Africa – half unexplored When a woman is 30 she’s like the Bahamas - warm and luxuriant When a woman is 40 she’s like USA – technically perfect. When a woman is 50 she’s like China – emerging charm and power When a woman is 60 she’s like Europe – all of a ruin When a woman is 70 she’s like Malta – you know where it is but you bloody well don’t want to go there.
Unhappily, apart from being vertically challenged, I’m also mentally challenged. I flunked my test in such a way that my examiner was moved to comment that when I die the world’s average IQ will gain a point.
It is rather unfortunate that Guitarmannnnnnnnnn did not post the 2nd part as a new post to this thread, but rather opted for a new thread, thus causing untold mayhem, an increase in the price of copper, crude oil to hit USD 86.00 a barrel, an increase in the price of wheat, a mineshaft to collapse killing 53 miners, a train to de-rail killing 71 people and the death of one innocent tapir.
Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians can say 'ni' at will to old ladies. There is a pestilence upon this land. Nothing is sacred. Even those who arrange and design shrubberies are under considerable economic stress at this period in history. ;)
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RE: whats the worlds most favourite animals ?..and why ?..why do you like or hate them ?
The world’s most favourite animal would be the dog I think. Or the duck billed platypus.I like all animals, but if I were pressed to express a particular preference I would opt for the hamster.
They are cute, cuddly, and can provide hours of peaceful fun just by watching them and their frolics (especially if you buy those miniature puzzle playgrounds for them).
Hamsters are also versatile in the sense that when you get bored with them you can always shove a stick up their butt and use them as a dish mop.