You can mention anything, if I understand the rules correctly. visiting the zoo is however several steps beyond 'traditional naval man-ouvres'. How about that webby?
It strikes me that we are all far too interested in this.
Two Aberdonian farmers, Tam and Rab, are sitting in the Farmers bar
drinking beer. Tam turns to Rab and says, "Ye ken fit? I'm tired o'gan
through life athoot an education.. I'morn, I think I'll go doon to the
squeel and sign up for some nicht classes." Rab thinks it's a good idea,
and the two leave.
The next day Tam goes down to the school and meets the Lecturer, who signs
him up for the four basic classes: Maths, English, History, and Logic."
Logic?" Tam says. "Fit's at?"
The Lecturer says, "I'll show you. Do you own a Strimmer?" "Aye"" Then
logically because you own a Strimmer, I think that you have a Garden.
Tam replies, "At's true, I div hae a Gairden."
"I'm not done," the Lecturer says. "Because you have a Garden, I
think logically that you would have a house."
"Aye, I dee huv a hoose."
"And because you have a house, I think that you might logically have a
family."
"I hiv a femily."
"I'm not done yet. Because you have a family, then logically you must have
a wife."
"Man! Yer nae wrang!! I div hae a wife!!"
"And because you have a wife, then logically you must be a heterosexual."
"I am that! a heterosexual. That's amazin'!! You were able to find a'
that oot, jist 'cos huv a strimmer."
Excited to take the class now, Tam shakes the Lecturers's hand and leaves
to meet Rab at the pub.
He tells Rab about his classes, how he is signed up for Maths, English,
History and Logic..
"Logic?" Rab says, "Fit's at? "Tam says, "I'll show ye. Do you huv a
strimmer?"
As an East Coaster, can I say how utterly offended I am by your desecration of our God. I have damned you all to eternity to reading the Daily Mail from cover to cover including the adverts, until your home freezes over.
Oh, it does that fairly frequently up there, doesn't it?
Well, anyway, for a jolly long time.
