Another \'What\'s Your Avatar\' thread!
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Torn blue sky
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Sorry Talion, whenever I see a welsh man cook I envisage the preperation of cheese on toast! Bill Baileys done that to me!
Put the welsh flag back up! be proud of your nationality damnit! I put mine up. I own several small nations! I like to make them with a mars bar wrapper on a cocktail stick when no ones looking...
I (ovcourse) change the wrapper to my true colours shortly after, it\'s more like a steak really
Long live the United regions of TornTopia!!!!
Put the welsh flag back up! be proud of your nationality damnit! I put mine up. I own several small nations! I like to make them with a mars bar wrapper on a cocktail stick when no ones looking...
I (ovcourse) change the wrapper to my true colours shortly after, it\'s more like a steak really
Long live the United regions of TornTopia!!!!dougaderly
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mine\'s a brotherhood of steel helmet from the best damn apocalyptic video game ever, Fallout. Drink Nuka-Cola!
Silent scout
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Mine\'s a tau firewarrior conversion i painted for a painting comp. The pic isn\'t showing the conversion tough lol.
Talion
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Are you mocking me young sir.........I have you know Welsh Rarebit is a highly complex procedure..........ensuring that your bread is of the correct firmness, quite often you\'ll find me squeezing my buns, for firmness.
Then there\'s applying the cheese too thick and it won\'t melt, too thin and it\'ll burn.........then you have to ensure that you have no dibbly bit\'s that get stuck to your face when eating, burning a hole straight through your head (nothing worse than scolding hot cheese).
Us Welsh have taken millenia to learn the correct method, passing it from father to son.
Next time you see Welsh Rarebit, take a moment to take in the complex interaction between cheese, bread, bread and cheese...............then we\'ll see who mocks who
Torn blue sky
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See...Thats the distinction between nations. You guys are so thorough, almost down to science in your gastronomical wizardry. Us? We just mash up a sheep and feed it into it\'s own stomach...
I bow in deferance to your culinary mistique! I hear that once you master lea and perrins and chuttney you become a truly enlightned being...*awe*
I bow in deferance to your culinary mistique! I hear that once you master lea and perrins and chuttney you become a truly enlightned being...*awe*
Highbulp Billy
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I had to choose Dilbert\'s Wally (thank god I typed that correctly) as my Avatar as soon as I saw it. Like me, he always sits around at work doing nothing but drinking coffee and messing about on the internet - it\'s an art form
Torn blue sky
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Break out the crayons and finger paints! I predict good things for you DaN m\'boy! ..Now get to work..
I want to see rainbows, happy families and at least ONE sun...that is all, carry on...
I want to see rainbows, happy families and at least ONE sun...that is all, carry on...
Originally posted by Talion
Are you mocking me young sir.........I have you know Welsh Rarebit is a highly complex procedure..........ensuring that your bread is of the correct firmness, quite often you\'ll find me squeezing my buns, for firmness.
Then there\'s applying the cheese too thick and it won\'t melt, too thin and it\'ll burn.........then you have to ensure that you have no dibbly bit\'s that get stuck to your face when eating, burning a hole straight through your head (nothing worse than scolding hot cheese).
Us Welsh have taken millenia to learn the correct method, passing it from father to son.
Next time you see Welsh Rarebit, take a moment to take in the complex interaction between cheese, bread, bread and cheese...............then we\'ll see who mocks who
I have to make hundreds of these bleeding things at work! Big vat fulls of chedder, cream cheese, boddintons and pepper!
Torn blue sky
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Mr Talion gave me a niffty recipe last night. I think it was out of pitty since I admitted to a rather shoddy job and a cremation of said dish...
Yes I f***ed up cheese on toast, oh god the shame! It really is an art you know.
my sister burnt a boiled egg once...Bwahahaha, now THATS funny!
Yes I f***ed up cheese on toast, oh god the shame! It really is an art you know.
my sister burnt a boiled egg once...Bwahahaha, now THATS funny!
Welsh cakes are quite nice. Maybe I could try some Welsh stuff, I am going to Wales at the weekend.Originally posted by Talion
Are you mocking me young sir.........I have you know Welsh Rarebit is a highly complex procedure..........ensuring that your bread is of the correct firmness, quite often you\'ll find me squeezing my buns, for firmness.
Then there\'s applying the cheese too thick and it won\'t melt, too thin and it\'ll burn.........then you have to ensure that you have no dibbly bit\'s that get stuck to your face when eating, burning a hole straight through your head (nothing worse than scolding hot cheese).
Us Welsh have taken millenia to learn the correct method, passing it from father to son.
Next time you see Welsh Rarebit, take a moment to take in the complex interaction between cheese, bread, bread and cheese...............then we\'ll see who mocks who
Talion
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Welsh cakes are Fing great, have them normal, or with jam in the middle.......mmmm
My padawan TBS is training to be Welsh at the moment.......yes he burns cheese on toast.....I mean Welsh Rarebit, but his hearts in the right place.
Hope your going somewhere nice in Wales, a nice drive through the Brecon Beacons...........getting drunk doing the Mumbles Mile.
Sing along
Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau
Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi,
Gwlad beirdd a chantorion, enwogion o fri;
Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr tra mad,
Tros ryddid collasant eu gwaed.
Cytgan
Gwlad, gwlad, pleidiol wyf i\'m gwlad,
Tra môr yn fur
I\'r bur hoffbau,
O bydded i\'r heniaith barhau.
Hen Gymru fynyddig, paradwys y bardd,
Pob dyffryn, pob clogwyn, i\'m golwg sydd hardd;
Trwy deimlad gwladgarol, mor swynol yw si
Ei nentydd, afonydd, i mi.
Os treisiodd y gelyn fy ngwlad dan ei droed,
Mae hen iaith y Gymry mor fyw ag erioed,
Ni luddiwyd yr awen gan erchyll law brad,
Na thelyn berseiniol fy ngwlad.
makes you all warm and fuzzy on the inside
My padawan TBS is training to be Welsh at the moment.......yes he burns cheese on toast.....I mean Welsh Rarebit, but his hearts in the right place.
Hope your going somewhere nice in Wales, a nice drive through the Brecon Beacons...........getting drunk doing the Mumbles Mile.
Sing along
Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau
Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi,
Gwlad beirdd a chantorion, enwogion o fri;
Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr tra mad,
Tros ryddid collasant eu gwaed.
Cytgan
Gwlad, gwlad, pleidiol wyf i\'m gwlad,
Tra môr yn fur
I\'r bur hoffbau,
O bydded i\'r heniaith barhau.
Hen Gymru fynyddig, paradwys y bardd,
Pob dyffryn, pob clogwyn, i\'m golwg sydd hardd;
Trwy deimlad gwladgarol, mor swynol yw si
Ei nentydd, afonydd, i mi.
Os treisiodd y gelyn fy ngwlad dan ei droed,
Mae hen iaith y Gymry mor fyw ag erioed,
Ni luddiwyd yr awen gan erchyll law brad,
Na thelyn berseiniol fy ngwlad.
makes you all warm and fuzzy on the inside
Talion
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or in english
The Land Of My Fathers
The land of my fathers, the land of my choice,
The land in which poets and minstrels rejoice;
The land whose stern warriors were true to the core,
While bleeding for freedom of yore.
Chorus
Wales! Wales! fav\'rite land of Wales!
While sea her wall, may naught befall
To mar the old language of Wales.
Old mountainous Cambria, the Eden of bards,
Each hill and each valley, excite my regards;
To the ears of her patriots how charming still seems
The music that flows in her streams.
My country tho\' crushed by a hostile array,
The language of Cambria lives out to this day;
The muse has eluded the traitors\' foul knives,
The harp of my country survives
The Land Of My Fathers
The land of my fathers, the land of my choice,
The land in which poets and minstrels rejoice;
The land whose stern warriors were true to the core,
While bleeding for freedom of yore.
Chorus
Wales! Wales! fav\'rite land of Wales!
While sea her wall, may naught befall
To mar the old language of Wales.
Old mountainous Cambria, the Eden of bards,
Each hill and each valley, excite my regards;
To the ears of her patriots how charming still seems
The music that flows in her streams.
My country tho\' crushed by a hostile array,
The language of Cambria lives out to this day;
The muse has eluded the traitors\' foul knives,
The harp of my country survives
