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Feb 21, 2012
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Dunno about the politics of it but I do know about the nausea. When I see that my taxes contributed 70% of Geelong Grammar’s profit (profit? is there a dividend payout?), I feel sick, and it’s not with envy, it’s with injustice.
Mmm. Baked Rump of Year 3 Trinity Prep Student. A modest proposal, Mr FirstDog. Australia says yes please.
Clearly the Hereditary Privilege Transmitronic 3000 is ready for an optional boater-powered barbecue function.
Not just “poit”, but fzzzizzzz, squarp, pishazzz.
Well done. with dead horse and mustard, please Firsty. Hold them onions.
Did Gonski recommend the introduction of fags for senior pupils at private schools? Not smokeable fags, the obeisant variety.
Love the Heath Robinson style machine for the transmission…frame #3.
Don’t know much about history ….
I’m getting a whole new perspective on Junior Masterchef.
Where did our money go? The current crop of chinless special tie wearing hoorays on the right side of the dressage ring did not do any maths science or geography because they cant do a budget and distrust science and the certainty and accuracy it provides. No winners there. They obviously didn’t attend charm school; and it is equally obvious that any moral or ethical education regarding the truth or facts was blocked from their hearing by the extra finger.
That last tasty panel is a gem FD.
“Would you like foie gras with that?”
An episode of Iron Chef to which I look forward, “The Private Schoolboy Challenge”.
Holden, was that “The Schoolboy Privates Challenge” ? Don’t be fooled they can’t p1ss up the wall any higher than anyone else. It’s an illusion caused by the ludicrously long socks and boaters. I did a straw pole, sorry poll. Look it up under “I shat in the hat”.
MJ, Your challenge sounds like the panel will go home hungry. Larks tongues, or the like.
Outstanding. Thanks again, Dog.
What is it with teh left and wanting to eat children? [/bolta]
Serendipity, or synchronicity? I was just trying to decide on a recipe for tonight’s Instant Restaurant menu, and was thinking of a Frittata, but as we all know Public School Frittatas rarely turn out well (too many bad eggs). Once again, FD saves the day!
Stevo, how about:
School Captain Carpaccio?
Old Boy Osso Bucco?
Day Bugs Olio dell’Aglio
In other baseless speculation is Darren Cheeseman really made out of cheese, and if so, what kind?
Or is he a poorly-disguised superhero with caseous powers?
All worthy suggestions, though School Captains tend to be a bit tough for Carpaccio. Slow-cooked Old Boy definitely has possibilities – served with a silver spoon, of course.
sorry mike, I wasn’t listening. Did you say long socks?
Nice one, SBH ! What knees, must, I suppose.
Stevo and Holden – Dux a l’orange ?
DRMICK, the extra finger was a killer – at least you didn’t give the Hapsburgs any lip but the haemophiliacs are definitely in for black pudding……. cue the Monty Python fans …
I’m a Poit. My da went to Geelong Grammer, ay. I rek0n that transmitronic was way overdue for a service when my turn came round..
Plonk, if it helps, the working class has never heard of Crikey !
I am the son of a staunch metal trade unionist. Thank Dog for Gough Whitlam making Uni free for a time – my ticket out of slavery.
Question: is Beluga caviar as good as it’s cut out to be ?
Dunno. We only had the good stuff. Cats liked it but..
I could never understand what the problem was with SOYLENT GREEN and have always been in favour of adapting Swift’s “A Modest Proposal” via a means test.
Only if they’re stunned first. I’m not eating children if it’s not humane.
“I could never understand what the problem was with SOYLENT GREEN”
Just keep the bone marrow and nerve tissue out of the pot. Bad news, that.
“I’m with the group …”
– Paul McCartney.
Plonk, Mike – bit of both ends, me. Grandparents boilermaker and small dairy farmer only ’cause their toff parents drank away the family fortunes. Scholarship boy me, to snotty school in the days before they were anything like today’s forcing houses for university entrance. If anyone tells you the rich are smarter than the rest, I have strong anecdotal evidence to the contrary.
I’d have to be cooked for a very long time to be palatable these days but I am well-marinated.
All this cooking business; I hear that at some private schools, they tenderise you sucking on different bits of you before they eat you. I must have been considered extremely tough because many attempts were made to tenderise my head for being a tyke at a public school; although I did enjoy other areas being “tenderised”.
My paternal G’parents were poms of the worst calibre, fairly well off and unbelievably snobbish. When they came to visit, she sat in the back seat and waved good-bye like the queen FFS! Dad went for last two years, with the Manifolds, Baillieus, various princelings, etc. A very lonely time for him, I think..
Plonk, so sorry to hear that- you’ve obviously dealt with it well.
just wish I’d got a sniff of G’Grandfathers money..
To paraphrase somebody (I forget who): “I love little (rich) children, especially on toast”
No, PLONKOCLOCK, no, no, no. You wouldn’t be PLONKOCLOCK. (Todays cartoon has thrown me a bit tell ya.)
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