[Dixielandjazz] Frozen rear ends (warning - no jazz content)
pj.ladd at btopenworld.com
Sat Nov 1 20:45:22 PST 2003
`Then me and my ten brothers would teck it in turns to hold the burnt stub,
just to stop from freezing to death.``
Eee! That were luxury.
Eeee! You had it soft.
Me and me SIXTEEN brothers, and me TWELVE sisters once sat all huddled
together in our Cocoa tin at t`bottom of canal for NINE days waitin` for a
fisherman on the bank to throw the butt end of his Woodbine into the water
so that we could make a cup of tea. We had saved up FOUR tealeaves what we
got from t`poorhouse.
Eee lad. Them were the days.
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