Never forget that in order to piss on someone (or someone’s parade) you have to be a person of some, how to say it gently, stature. Otherwise the only thing you produce is a small puddle.
Yeah, and calling British bobbies “fascists” is soooo sixties…
Daily job - software development. Hobbies - books, books, friends, simgle malt Scotch, lately this blogging plague. Amateur photographer, owned by 1. spouse, 2 - two grown-up (?) children and 3. two elderly cats - not necessarily in that order, it is rather fluid.
Israeli.
Andy thought he was going crazy when a talking cat showed up at his front door. He couldn’t have been more wrong.
Goldeneyes is a Catmage – a cat with human intelligence and magical abilities. Andy is an eighth grader who is smart, impulsive, and trying to avoid the school bully at all costs. A prophecy threw them together. There’s just one problem: Goldeneyes can’t stand humans.
The Catmage world is heading toward war. Goldeneyes and Andy must try to stop the enemy from getting stronger. And they must save a powerful Catmage who’s been kidnapped. For Goldeneyes, it’s personal. That Catmage is her grandmother.
Andy and Goldeneyes must try to put aside their differences. If they can’t, the enemy will soon be too powerful to defeat…
Was I supposed to be able to understand what she was singing after “Happy Birthday To You”? Because I couldn’t.
Really got a kick out of the woman calling her a terrorist cow, though.
Here is the wording – from the horse (well, there are other term you mentioned but I can’t use, can I?) mouth:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/JustPeaceUK/message/23490?var=1