We shall not flag nor fail. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France and on the seas and oceans; we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air. We shall defend our island whatever the cost may be; we shall fight on beaches, landing grounds, in fields, in streets and on the hills. We shall never surrender our bacon!
– Pete at 12:06 am, 17 Sep 05
“Me tells ya, that lad Hugo’s gettin’ Romy Schneiders’ eyes, ‘e has”.
– Crachà t at 12:29 am, 17 Sep 05
Nice touch with the Hugo-coloured leaves in the background.
– ricadus at 1:21 am, 17 Sep 05
hi. i just left a major load on that guy’s grass, i pity the fool who has to clean it up. boy do i feel better.
– Seth at 2:50 am, 17 Sep 05
Ah, I love the smell of bacon frying in the morning!
– Terri at 3:11 am, 17 Sep 05
see you tonight. can’t waitxx
– ruth at 9:55 am, 17 Sep 05
... and even if, which I do not for the moment believe, this island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, will carry on the struggle until in God’s good time the New World with all its power and might, sets forth to the liberation and rescue of the Bacon.
– redgrittybrick at 1:04 pm, 17 Sep 05
We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind. We have before us many, many long months of struggle and of suffering.
You ask, what is our policy? I can say: It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give us; to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark, lamentable catalogue of human crime. That is our policy.
You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word: It is victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no bacon.
– Terry M at 4:34 pm, 17 Sep 05
My solemn promise to you is that there will be NO BACON TAX!!!
– Zen at 5:04 pm, 17 Sep 05
Yeah…I stepped on that crack….now I’m sitting on it. Do you dare to wish more pain on my good mother?
Well..Do ya?
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We shall not flag nor fail. We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France and on the seas and oceans; we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air. We shall defend our island whatever the cost may be; we shall fight on beaches, landing grounds, in fields, in streets and on the hills. We shall never surrender our bacon!
– Pete at 12:06 am, 17 Sep 05
“Me tells ya, that lad Hugo’s gettin’ Romy Schneiders’ eyes, ‘e has”.
– Crachà t at 12:29 am, 17 Sep 05
Nice touch with the Hugo-coloured leaves in the background.
– ricadus at 1:21 am, 17 Sep 05
hi. i just left a major load on that guy’s grass, i pity the fool who has to clean it up. boy do i feel better.
– Seth at 2:50 am, 17 Sep 05
Ah, I love the smell of bacon frying in the morning!
– Terri at 3:11 am, 17 Sep 05
see you tonight. can’t waitxx
– ruth at 9:55 am, 17 Sep 05
... and even if, which I do not for the moment believe, this island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, will carry on the struggle until in God’s good time the New World with all its power and might, sets forth to the liberation and rescue of the Bacon.
– redgrittybrick at 1:04 pm, 17 Sep 05
We have before us an ordeal of the most grievous kind. We have before us many, many long months of struggle and of suffering.
You ask, what is our policy? I can say: It is to wage war, by sea, land and air, with all our might and with all the strength that God can give us; to wage war against a monstrous tyranny, never surpassed in the dark, lamentable catalogue of human crime. That is our policy.
You ask, what is our aim? I can answer in one word: It is victory, victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror, victory, however long and hard the road may be; for without victory, there is no bacon.
– Terry M at 4:34 pm, 17 Sep 05
My solemn promise to you is that there will be NO BACON TAX!!!
– Zen at 5:04 pm, 17 Sep 05
Yeah…I stepped on that crack….now I’m sitting on it. Do you dare to wish more pain on my good mother?
Well..Do ya?
– mike at 8:52 pm, 17 Sep 05
The bacon stops here
– Martina at 3:08 am, 05 Oct 05