Do you have a Very Large Array on YOUR roof......mine can see into Britain and see what they have for dinner?!
What can you see?
Answers: And it ain't a pretty sight.
What can you see?
I am trying to lock onto the future just a few days ahead though.
I have had many a breakfast in Britain, they almost always included beans.
So now I will try to get this thing into focus. brb
Good morning Your Highness.
How's that Kingdom coming along? Hmmmmm?
i feel bad that you have to see that awful food on the table.
better than american food imo, look at all the fat people in america and compair it to britain, yea britain have their problems with obesity as well these days but no where near as much as americans, oh look at all the thumbs down from the americans im going to get :-O lol.... erm newho i have no idea what an Array is at the moment so i will leave this answer here lol.
All I can see is the glare from the solar panels on Ed Begley's roof.
a large Array of what....?
...we're having bratwurst & sauerkraut ( and that ain't bad)...what're you having?
...coo well I never knew that...thank you Teach.
So this is why you have been collecting aluminium pie case for all these years. Still i find it alittle hard to believe that the pie case and dansette record player botch job antenna that you have wired to the spike on your helmet is capable of defeating the stealth radar resistant straw on the roof of my mud bunker. I think it more likely that all this VLA stuff is just a smokescreen and that you have installed spies in the village. Now lets see who could it be? Well I guess I'll start with the new guy in the jack boots and spikey hat, there he goes goose stepping down to the post office now.
Still wearing your tin-foil hats when you leave your basement apartment, Tyler? Nothing against them if you feel safer with them, and that ain't bad.
mushy peas mushy peas mushy peas. Aren't they bad enough as they are? they have to stomp on 'em too?
I had something someone threw up last night for breakfast. hey, you leave it lying around, it's up for grabs. the ants thought they beat me to it, so i ate them too. Bwaaaaaaa,aaaaa, cackle.
Good Morning Mr. Durden, sir.
Hey, Ronnie, just Ronnie, you are beautiful!!
I'm tired of having them throw chicken bones and banana peels at me when they are over. That's what I call bad table manners.
Spotted dick and a side of spuds. Yipetty Yahoo.