Tweedledum and Tweedledee

[annabel taylor]

Rite, now how do I make it bigger

Sucking it usually does the trick

[bettercallsaul]

Rite, now how do I make it bigger

Sucking it usually does the trick

So much learned,so much yet to learn, floppy!

[Flappy]

Sucking it usually does the trick

Discretion FFS

[SteveB]

Sucking it usually does the trick

Need to be very flexible.

[bettercallsaul]

Need to be very flexible.

You tried then?

[themanofwar]

There some talent in Cavan at the minute, so how do you choose who to see, put names in a hat

[annabel taylor]

Not sure if i should ask this or not, but here goes, if their both tweedle, then which is dum and which is dee.

I'm dee she dum

[SteveB]

I had to google who they were....

By Lewis Carroll
Now Google this

Jabberwocky

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

[alcatel]

By Lewis Carroll
Now Google this

Jabberwocky

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

The guy was obviously mad as a hatter.

[alcatel]

I see Sophie and Annabel are touring together, its now or never if you want that duo,

Long as they don't fall out over the rattle.