Joined: May '08
Age: 51 (M)
Posted by edlio: Doomdy, perhaps should you read again the beginning of your post (top of the page) and replace the words "french" or "froggys" by terms referring to your own nationality, and imagine 5 seconds that this post has been written by another guy than you, a ger man or a french one by example.... I am curious to see if you would keep your sense of humour in this configuration.
Ur kinda right edlio, but its so funny to watch these froggys tilt on PKR i just wanted to explain thats all
Joined: Oct '08
Age: 63 (M)
A Pot Of Irish Frogs by Eddie O'Hara
There was a man who came from France Who thought he’d like to take a chance On eating legs of Irish frogs That croaked out on the Irish bogs
The Frenchman squished the Irish bogs Until he found a pool of frogs He filled his bucket to serve his want Then, squished his way to a restaurant
A chef there said he knew how to cook Just like they do in a French cookbook He put the frogs into a pot But wasn’t ready yet to get them hot
Now, he couldn’t resist to snatch from a shelf A bottle of his best, as he said to himself "Oy know what’d be royt to flavour dem up I’ll add da ohld oyrish whasky, but no more dan a cup"
A minute - and with not a frog left sober From the pot came a chorus of The Irish Rover! The chef gasped, "Well, I naver tought I’d aver hear a pot sing! Da wee folk must have done dis ting!"
He thought he’d take the pot to church for a hymn Till the frogs leapt onto the pot’s wide brim They were Irish to the brogue, and their chorus flowed Through a delightful (slurred) version of The Old Bog Road!
The Frenchman in the kitchen, poking around Caused a commotion on hearing the sound He sought to lay blame - he’d assessed it a blunder And cried to the chef, as loud as thunder
"Monsieur, you have ruined my legs! With your rocket fuel, that’s no more than dregs!" The chef in a daze, remained unfazed In reproaching the Frenchman who was going half crazed
"Our whaskey is known as a ‘good drop’ da world over From Boston to Shanghai and even Van-coh-ver But I won’t argue wid ya, because yer a guest And I’m sure neider will da wee people, who did dis in jest!"
The Frenchman refused to listen at all Until the chef informed him, he’d cooked for De Gaulle That must have impressed like a medal of honour The chef was embraced like there was no tomorrour!
Suddenly, the blunder was a trivial matter The Frenchman now preferred legs off a platter He apologized to the chef for making a scene They drank whiskey together, and the frogs hopped away clean!
Joined: Mar '09
Age: 46 (M)
hehe, I'm Irish, i find it amusing when people try to do 'Oirish' accents, like in that poem The Yanks, sorry ... Americans, are the worst for it.
We get called Paddys, Potato eaters [because of the famine, nice] Micks, Leprechauns ... lol .etc ... never bother me personally. I don't bow to ignorance. I feed off of it
On PKR you can disable the silly actions and chat if you like. I don't mind the site, I like the way you have to look at your cards, it can be used to your advantage - have a half decent memory and only need to see them when dealt and you have the upper hand from the off. Watch the players who look at their hands constantly, on every street, they're the fishies
Joined: Dec '08
Age: 44 (M)
no kidding.. maybe you come to leverkusen.... this days begins the yearly frog invasion at the industrial area i work and as i have to bike to company-gate its not possible to spare some of them while biking ^^ maybe make some fun to you?
offtopic: nice work on the sng´s have seen you at 4th( if changed please correct this) of all the pkr´ians
Joined: May '08
Age: 51 (M)
Posted by ChoonT: offtopic: nice work on the sng's have seen you at 4th( if changed please correct this) of all the pkr'ians
Yes true i am 4th now, sometimes 3rd 4th or 5th These rankings doesnt say so much, Nr1 plays 16h a day so uncatchable. I am not really into this ranking thingy but it givs me a nice monthly bonus
------------ lollll Donutra didnt see ur poem lolll
Posted by ChoonT: no kidding.. maybe you come to leverkusen.... this days begins the yearly frog invasion at the industrial area i work and as i have to bike to company-gate its not possible to spare some of them while biking ^^ maybe make some fun to you?
Loll i didnt see this until now Yes wud be nice, first i giv them all a french name then i bike all day and make a youtube vid and put it on PKR-forum ''Sorry frogs''
Nah just kiddin i hate people who abuse animals.....
Joined: Feb '09
Age: 31 (M)
Do you like stereotypes ? me too
Here you now have the dutch categories :
The Ex-Student This young man aspires to be director of ABN-AMRO, but is more likely to be an unemployed dot-commer. Wearing his signature expensive brown shoes, button-down shirt and Micky Mouse socks (to demonstrate fun), he can often be seen imbibing great quantities of beer in Amsterdam Zuid while subtly preening his hair. Dont be fooled that devil-may-coiffe is carefully constructed to give the correct impression of unrestrained bounty.
The Supermodel Many Dutch women are convinced theyre beautiful, regardless of what the beholder thinks. This model of dubious pulchritude can often be spotted in her Anastasia outfit, bowling down anyone who gets in her way. Her trademark bicycle bell rings to warn you of her approach better be fast, or youll get sideswiped by a dirty look. Often seen in KLM stewardess uniforms, their trademark expression is dat kan niet. Frequently the target of Ex-Students.
The Old Money Man Calvinism has instilled in the Dutch a sense that it is gauche to flaunt it. So the wealthy have to settle for small, but by no means subtle, tokens of status. Note the model number removed from the Mercedes (as if we didnt know it was a Mercedes), the coat-of-arms pinky ring or the carefully-frayed designer digs. Rarely seen in the Netherlands, because theyre usually in Switzerland or France where they can really show it off with the second wife. Not to be confused with the New Money Man.
The New Money Man With Wesley Snipes as his role model, this guy can usually be found cruising Amsterdam's PC Hoofdstraat with an anorexic, tanned Barbie by his side. Fond of Porsches and BMWs, this guys not ashamed to let you know hes loaded, with money and who knows what else. Dont ask him what he does for a living.
Sjonnie & Anita Sjonnie is a pet name for Jan, worn by the guy who showed up three days late to fix your dishwasher, told you hed be back but never returned. He and Anita like to take their trailer to the Dutch mountains to go camping with all their neighbours, where they eat Hagelslag and talk about how great it is to get away from it all. Fans of shag cigarettes and white pants, and in Anitas case a good set of fake nails, these two met at the broodjesspeciaalzaak and dream of having a big, white boat.
The Socialist Earns a decent living as part-time editor of an environmental magazine with revenues derived entirely from EU subsidies, and doesnt tell anyone s/he pays only 200 per month for that social housing flat on the canal. The Socialist is an all-too-abundant leftover of the sixties and seventies, a slayer of cars, tourists and all things commercial. Except for their old crap, which theyll sell you at inflated prices given the chance. Usually spotted wearing their trademark burlap sack (to carry groceries), these types are fond of city councils, and parking fines for people who work. The Old Lady Mevrouw de Bruin has seen it all. Better finish everything on your plate, or youre likely to provoke a lecture on the hongerwinter, in 1944, when the Nazis took all the Dutch food and let them starve. She hasnt forgiven them, nor does she forgive you for whatever youve done to incur her wrath. Stay clear of her shopping buggy as Mevrouw carefully counts out the coins from her purse to buy that seniors tram ticket. Cant trust the conductors to make the right change.