how in the name of the Valar do you people (and rabbits) know these things? yes I do get my shoes from a cobblers in Sneyd Green, Roger Bean in fact! <fume> is Mrs Taw or the kids funnelling this info to you? I'll have their hides, for a new pair of boots.

there's no way that you could possibly have guessed that, nor my obsession with silver polish, fireblack, and dollyblue. I suppose next time i go to use the twin tub and mangle* I'll find rabbit fur in the filter? And how did you know that Mrs Taw collects Christmas spoons? I didn't tell anyone. You've taken over control of Tawsat-1 again, haven't you?

*no new fangled frontloading automatics in Tawakalnistan - we use reliable standing twin tubs and proper traditional mangles, no silly overloud energy wasting spin cycles here.






Edited by - Tawakalna on 11/11/2007 3:30:30 PM

The inscrutable abilities of the mythological Esquilax are truly marvelous to behold...

Edited by - esquilax on 11/11/2007 7:31:33 PM

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And how did you know that Mrs Taw collects Christmas spoons? I didn't tell anyone. You've taken over control of Tawsat-1 again, haven't you?

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This is what happens when you divulge every aspect of your life on the intertron. I think anyone could write the Tawakalna Biography 'I Was A Bastard But Now I've Changed....Apparently' just by reading old TLR threads.

I didn't ever divulge anything of the sort it's the kind of detail that just doesn't come up. I suppose some really nosey person coud have looked at our eBuy history and figured it out from there, but that's akin to rummaging through someone's dustbin.

Pah! You tell us *everything*, up to and including everything. Why, I'm pretty sure that there is even a thread around here about the roast that you had for dinner last Sunday, and the Scottish shortbread that you consumed for afternoon tea back in September! Shame!

Do NOT believe the rabbit. Run a scan of your house and you should pick up about a dozen tiny cams in various rooms recording all you do and say. The AUS secret service pays for all his information he gains in GB bottles.

You know those lucky rabbits feet that people carry around? Bugging device......true story.

well, if the Rabbit retains all that pointless information, it must really catch his interest; no wonder he keeps hopping in and out of those shadows, he loves his Uncle Taw really!

The sources of the Great Chimaera's information must remain a mystery for security reasons. Suffice it to say though that, like all great information gathering networks, the Rabbit-King has no direct control over the information acquired, and must instead riffle through it and pick out the gems... or simply taunt people with minutiae. It varies depending upon His mood.

Taw - I love "Uncle Taw" as much as I love mange. Not that I have ever suffered from that affliction, but some of those rescued from Tawakalnistan... *Shakes head sadly* Poor little fellas.

*Makes note to produce fewer "lucky" (synthetic) rabbit's feet*