Dear Poirot,

"There once was a troll from Australia
Who came with his paraphernalia
He went on the net
To the Forum you bet
Where he found all the best troll regalia."

And -

"The music of trolls when on key
From Scandia is heard sea to sea
In these measure quite rare
There is none to compare
But in music it's 'all Grieg' to me!"

(Adapted from the Web).

Thank you Lexi : )

........

Regarding this thread.

When all is said and done, some stay - some go.

Time to move on.

Whatever....

Poirot, "Thank you Lexi : )"

Confused as to which of Foxy's heads you are patting? LOL

While riding his bicycle a Member of Parliament is
hit by a truck and dies. His soul is met by St
Peter at the Pearly Gates.

"Welcome," says St Peter.
"I've got orders from the boss that before you get
settled you've got to spend one day in Heaven and one
day in Hell - and then decide where you're going to
stay."

"That's easy," replies the MP. "I want Heaven."
"No, it doesn't work that way. You must spend 24 hours in
each place and then decide."

St. Peter takes the MP down, in the elevator to
Hell.

The doors open and the MP notices many of his colleagues
and friends there. There's a golf course,
a club-house, lunch is served and they eat lobster and caviar,
drink champagne, and have a great time. Before long 24 hours
pass and St Peter comes back and takes the MP back up in
the elevator to Heaven.

Here the MP moves about with
contented souls from cloud to cloud playing the harp and
singing. 24 hours go by quickly,
St Peter comes for the MP.

"Well, you've been in both places now, which place have you
decided on?"

The MP replies, "I'd never thought that I'd choose Hell,
but all my friends are there and they're having such a good
time, I'd like to be with them."

The MP is taken down in the elevator to Hell.

As the MP
steps out of the elevator he finds himself entering a barren
wasteland full of garbage. His friends are dressed in rags
(earlier they had been beautifully and formally dressed) and
they look miserable.

The Devil appears, and says, "Welcome to
Hell." The confused MP says, "Yesterday, I was here and there
was a golf-course and a club and we ate lobster and caviar,
drank champagne and danced and had a good time. Now all there
is, is a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look
miserable. What happened?"

The Devil smiles and replies,

"Yesterday we were campaigning.
Today you voted for us!"

I wouldn't want to be God's campaign manager.

Dear Chris,

The devil's in the details. ;-)

Graham

You can always tell when a topic has passed its used by date.Its when you start getting comments like this "Take comfort in the fact that their erect penis size is 4 cms" and the rest of the authors comment is not much better.

Want a suggestion about what to have in the new format for OLO. Start with stopping such childish put downs. Most of us grew out of putdowns
referencing penis size when we left primary school.