Reputation Points

[1966efc]

Hmm. Used to be able to give up to 10, I think. Seem to be confined to 1 now.

Is this general or have I been a very naughty boy spreading my largesse hither and yon?

(Sorry if this has been covered elsewhere.)

 

[RAFUH]

Damned, casual bumming in the batcave and a nice dinner afterwards. The true spirit of GOT.

This is like @Bryan dumping me for @mezzrow all over again.

 

[mezzrow]

This is like @Bryan dumping me for @mezzrow all over again.

Whatever context this contains has to be badly misguided. @Dutch Toffee seems like a sensible sort, and he knows exactly what I look like. The missus, I would understand, but she's not available. (moving on...)

 

[RAFUH]

One question though, how's your cooking mate? Could you be a kitchen princess like @RAFUH?

If it's a princess you're looking for, best stick with @tommye.

That would not be a word ever used to describe me.

 

[tommye]

If it's a princess you're looking for, best stick with @tommye.

That would not be a word ever used to describe me.

and how would you describe you?

 

[RAFUH]

and how would you describe you?

My grandmother called it sass, but smartass is probably more accurate.

 

[tommye]

My grandmother called it sass, but smartass is probably more accurate.

I like it.


sassy is good

 

[Dutch Toffee]

My grandmother called it sass, but smartass is probably more accurate.

Smartassing is something I make myself guilty of every day in life. At least that's what I'm getting told. Think about the havoc the 2 of us could cost.

 

[Dutch Toffee]

Whatever context this contains has to be badly misguided. @Dutch Toffee seems like a sensible sort, and he knows exactly what I look like. The missus, I would understand, but she's not available. (moving on...)

It's the inner beauty that counts mate. Still a shame we didn't have more time to have a chat back then in the Frost. Not grooming here ffs.

 

[RAFUH]

It's the inner beauty that counts mate. Still a shame we didn't have more time to have a chat back then in the Frost. Not grooming here ffs.

To be fair, I feel certain Bry was only interested in mezzrow for his culinary talents.

 

[Degs62]

What's going on with GOT, every thread seems to end up with gif's being posted. Is this purely to annoy D/D?

 

[tommye]

What's going on with GOT, every thread seems to end up with gif's being posted. Is this purely to annoy D/D?

 

[mezzrow]

What's going on with GOT, every thread seems to end up with gif's being posted. Is this purely to annoy D/D?

Usually, picture/1000words, really.

The rest is just the icing on the cake.

 

[mezzrow]

One question though, how's your cooking mate? Could you be a kitchen princess like @RAFUH?

Finally sorted this. I am a sorcerer in the kitchen, actually.

aside to @Woolly Blue

The key was the linguine in clam sauce, wools.

She looked up after one bite and said "...you can do this? Anytime?"

 

[Woolly Blue]

The key was the linguine in clam sauce, wools.

*drools

I think we need a cook off to decide the outcome of this. If @RAFUH can come over with yourself and the lovely MrsM then we'll arrange a meet up in a kitchen somewhere and @tommye can be compared, in culinary terms, to the two of you.

The mods will be fed and a decision reached. In the event of a tie the person bringing the best bottle of scotch as a gift ( as determined by @Groucho and myself ), will be adjudged the winner.


I have a feeling there may be a tie.

 

[RAFUH]

*drools

I think we need a cook off to decide the outcome of this. If @RAFUH can come over with yourself and the lovely MrsM then we'll arrange a meet up in a kitchen somewhere and @tommye can be compared, in culinary terms, to the two of you.

The mods will be fed and a decision reached. In the event of a tie the person bringing the best bottle of scotch as a gift ( as determined by @Groucho and myself ), will be adjudged the winner.


I have a feeling there may be a tie.

Interesting...the differences between the genders

See, I read this and hear.... take an expensive "holiday", travel thousands of miles to slave in a kitchen, only to subsequently be judged by a bunch of scotch soaked men.