Yesterday he came outta nowhere and asked what a drainpipe was. I took the bait and answered that it was a snipe. I think now that I shoulda reversed it and said <a snipe is a drainpipe>.

Subtlety sucks.

Hej, Joe. This is the reason I wondered how a pair of drainpipes, or snipes, could be worn. Subtlety, counter-subtlety, ping, pong.

I suppose I ought to have said <spine> in the first place.

And nobody took me up on <ullage> and <stillicide>, both of which - theoretically - could pass through a (traditional) drainpipe. But if you see either emerging from your <snipe> - before, after, or during the de-anagrammatization & enlargement process - consult a doctor.

Plus you are quoting the only <Canadian Great White Rapper Hope>- Snow!

Informer... licky boom boom etc.

Openings as religions or cults: intriguing perspective, that. Personally I'd rather start a cult than belong to someone else's, but I wouldn't care to be the central focus of worship. That's tedious and time-consuming. So being a high priest of the French Defence maybe suits me: the Frog's Vicar.

You must include Nimzo among the Romantics, if creating a sensation is important. I think the original Dr Euwe said something similar.

This blither und dither, yon und hither, is a further sign of *Disarboration* - being out of one's tree, like poor mad Sweeney among the Nightingales. He's apparently Jessica's favorite Irishman.

<first 100 pages of the GMT game> is a cruel & unusual punishment. I even skipped the first 50 chez GMAN, and I was actively playing in that one.

I once crashed a septic tank party,
Thrown by a peptic/crank smarty,
An hors d'oeuvre was awful,
The ordure was offal,
And made everyone gassy and farty.

I did have to look up <stillicide>, which I took at first to be death by stasis.

<Jess> Onanism. Only (technically) if one uses some sort of draining device. They do sell such, I've come to understand.

<Joe> I missed the <snipe enlargement> discussion. Thanks for bringing to to my attention! And yes, sublety does suck, which might be another way of getting drained.

BTW, interesting discussion about openings twixt you, <Dom> and <Deffi> (Hi, <Deffi>.

Hi <Eyal> <Niels> <Brankat>! I owe you guys all a chat!

This gives rise to the nickname Biffo, which stands for Big Ignorant Fecker From Offaly.

More or less. Give or take a vowel.

There was a young hopeful named Harry Potter
Who was always being bothered by some rotter
He'd wave his big large magic wand
In his eternal search for just the right bond
But ended up spell'd into a llama...song: what a bovver!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OP6g...

Bishop limericks, however, tend to be peculiarly filthy. And much as <Jessica FQ and I> would love to trade dirty limericks, we have been specifically banned from doing so, barred from the merest possibility, gagged (gagged? Hmm...), served with a writ of <mandamus habeas sine qua corpus non imprimatur> which is Latin legalese for "May you have hot wax dripped on your naughty bits if you disobey."

Nevertheless.

I should point out that, temperamentally, I'm inclined to break laws, as long as nobody gets harmed. Laws governing the behaviour of consenting adults are asking to be broken. They may not have any particular RL legal standing either.

Also, it's fun. And the fact that it's Bishops means I have a tenuous chess link. And Genesis P. Orridge, formerly of <Throbbing Gristle> and other exponents of proto-art-porn industrial music, used to dress as a bishop. The low-key type (grey suit, clerical collar) rather than the Carmen Miranda screaming queen look, which is probably more popular.

So I'll stick to <the letter of the law> -- it's <Z> according to Costa-Gavras, <V> according to Tom Pynchon, and <a> according to Warhola. And I'll post limerick fragments, extracts, nuances, hyperbolic tangents, usw.

One Bish "with habits uncouth and unsavoury" likes to deflower owls. Another, Lord Bish of Birmingham, allegedly did things to young folk while confirming 'em. The episcopal sperm - possibly some kind of whale? - is also mentioned.