unspoken

i dont really know how to go here.

i have two, no three critical things to write about; im being told to stop writing; and i cant remember what to say.

Part of it involves my British affiliations, obviously a sensitive matter right now and for some time to come.

And on a radically different note, long after Obama stepped dowm we can talk Tigger again (see my post…

They have been removed!!! This is an outrage!!!

so, here is the tone of them once again.

the posts were taken from the Dr. Pepper (soda) song in the late seventies,

“im a pepper, hes a pepper, shes a pepper, wouldnt you like to be a pepper too.” I couldnt quite remember it and i still cant.

so. In the summer of ’79 we were putting on JCS the Rock Opera and at one point we were singing the leper song: “im a leper your a leper…”!!!

then there were several other permutations here.

i had anothr one here said with pain, as it should be, my neck is killing me, as it shoud be:

from Tigger to nigger: this is a bon mot that couldnt be made, it can be guessed at but i do not have the moral or spiritual or other resources at this time to support it. Also, i cant seem to remember the correct syntax. The words just cant be put togethr right.