Ee, by 'eck, lad. 'Minds me o' eatin' tayets 'n gravy down t' Warthog 'n' Weasel of a Sunday after hard week down t' mill. There wuz always trouble at mill, sor after work we'd go down Warthog 'n Weasel 'n' get pissed as faarts. Yuz music minds me o' times the missus would say, "Gerrup an' gerroff-a-ya hopperdilocks, it's dancin' time, ya pre-porstmodern venerable rear end breezy one!" I ne'er did understand 'pre-porstmodern venerable rear end breezy one', but me kids 'ventually torld me it wuz Norman-French woke fer 'old fashioned old fart'!" Eee, thorse Norman-French toffs is odd forlk. I'd take yer music down t' Warthog 'n' Weasel an' get 'em all a-dancin' but ruddy Norman-French bought it up an' it's now called a 'whine bar', wharever that is!

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Some favourite Waoist Adages:
#1: Play on the Way.
#13: Ask not for whom the flower blooms, it blooms for you.
#58: Bring consciousness to it.
#63: On the road to effortlessness, effort must be made.
#92: Be Love Now, the rest will come on its own.