There’s nothing better at a picnic (other than good food) than bright sunshine in which to Basque.
Madame Pepperwinkle used to make porcelain dolls, and started with bask. She had a kiln to fire it.
The thing about ceramics is, you can’t go too fast. You have to take your time and not go at too bisque a pace.
You certainly wouldn’t want to go to fast when performing a brit milah, also known as a brisk.
I don’t think replicants are Jewish; Deckard certainly didn’t ask Bris if she had any religious background before he shot and killed her in Blade Runner.
The chase scenes in that movie were more exciting that anything you’d see in Grand Pris racing.
And then there’s the interesting reference to Shakespeare: If you prix the replicants, do they not bleed?
The Third Little Pig was the smartest, even he didn’t read much of the Bard - he built his house out of prick.
Even better would have been him hiring Brick Samson, the essentially unkillable bodyguard from “The Venture Brothers” to take out the Big Bad Wolf.
I hear Samson was always late to appointments; would it’ve killed him to look at a Brock now and then?
I think that he’s usually late because he’s so busy beating up henchmen. Remember that one time he was fighting one in the kitchen and he beaned the guy in the head with a clock pot?
As a lovable but eccentric inventor, I’m afraid Miss Lane and Mr. Kent do think I’m a bit of a crockpot myself.
I always enjoyed crackpot, what with its candy-coated peanuts and popcorn, and a prize in every box.
Peanuts and Popcorn? No way. Crackerjack is a beverage that was traditionally made by freeze distillation of hard cider.
And let’s face it, you’d be ready for a drop of the hard stuff after a day working at height in all weathers like an applejack would.
But a steeplejack is an obstacle course in horse racing. Giddyup!
I don’t know about that; I’m just glad I didn’t have to face a law school professor like Prof. Kingsfield in The Steeplechase.
Yeah but I liked how they always had interesting art projects using paper chase.
No matter how realistic they make it look, you really can’t use a Papier** Mâché** as a large[COLOR=black] cleaver-li[/COLOR]ke knife.
I’d rather read about the wily Italian Renaissance political theorist Machete anyway.