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[le_russe_satan]

*Anna is partying with a group of new acquaintances, a bottle of "The Iron Duke's N1 London Brandy Liquer" is front of her, someone is complimenting her interest in history. Anna snorts*
'You think I am interested in Wellington because he was so interesting a person?' *runs hands over her own leg and drawls* 'Nooo, it's because he was so pretty and wore skin tight breeches' *they are referenced in quite a few jokes later on* XDDD

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[openidwouldwork.livejournal.com]

We're knights of the round table.
We dance when e'er we're able.
We do routines and chorus scenes
With footwork impeccable.
We dine well here in Camelot.
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot.

We're knights of the Round Table.
Our shows are formidable,
But many times we're given rhymes
That are quite unsingable.
We're opera mad in Camelot.
We sing from the diaphragm a lot.

In war we're tough and able,
Quite indefatigable.
Between our quests we sequin vests and impersonate Clark Gable.
It's a busy life in Camelot.
I have to push the pram a lot.

*snickers*

[le-russe-satan.livejournal.com]

I love that song. :D

[elaby.livejournal.com]

Ahahah! That's awesome XD There's nothing quite like historical jokes.

[le-russe-satan.livejournal.com]

Totally! XD Especially if they are slightly dirty. :D

[latin-cat.livejournal.com]

Hee! :D How does that stuff taste?

[le-russe-satan.livejournal.com]

Quite good. Finished the bottle. >.>

[latin-cat.livejournal.com]

Were I able to drink spirits without coughing i would be tempted to give it a go. *has an old order form for the Hebridean Liqueur Company sitting on her desk*

[le-russe-satan.livejournal.com]

It's actually not that strong, only 20%.

[latin-cat.livejournal.com]

It's not the percentage; it's the fact that when I've tried to drink spirits (and also wine) before the alcohol burns the back of my throat and it's a really hard effort to swallow it. The reason why when out and about I only ever drink alcopops or long drinks is because I can't drink anything else.

[le-russe-satan.livejournal.com]

Oh, ic, ic.