Um, are you just trying to cover your a.... er, bottom, after letting the cat out of the bag?

I would have said arse but then I realised I was talking with a lady.

I met one of the Doctor Who's some years ago, Jon Pertwee.  He was doing a pantomime at a local theatre in Devon England back in the 60's  Was playing the part of Worzel Gummidge, something he revived for BBC TV.

That's a shame!  We get it here in OZ on our ABC... free of charge.

@Starkers;  adopt me so I can move to OZ and become,me a doc who junkie?

Elana: There's but one thing in the world worse than being a starving, beaten, threadbare orphan abandoned in a blizzard...being adopted by starkers.

Happy Australia Day, Cap'n.

The Internet is already killing people, has been for a few years. Look at all the bullying crap going on Facebook and other social sites that end up with one person killing another.

Hehe, I would if I could... the hurdle, though, would be tough immigration laws that make it difficult or nigh on impossible for migrants to settle/stay here.... not like when my family and I migrated here in 69.

It's madness, refugees that cost the government millions can come, but self-funded migrants who would NOT be a burden on the taxpayer have to jump through hoops to often be told no

My mother remarried to a British subject who now wants to live here.  He is self-funded and has medical and funeral insurance, so would cost the government nothing, but he's been told he has to apply for a special partners visa, at the cost of $4000, and even then he has no guarantee that he will be able to stay.  I can understand rules to preven marriages of convenience, but they have been married 6 years now... and were married here in Australia, so it's not like they are trying to fiddle the system.

Oi, now that's not nice.   I'll have you know I'm a great dad... well I got two daughters who think so.  Got a son who likes to think of himself as a criminal.  He doesn't like me much, but then that's because I didn't bring him up that way and verbally denounce his chosen lifestyle.

Thanks for the holiday wishes, Doc.  I'm having a quiet one at home... just me and my puter, but I don't suffer my own company so being here by myself doesn't bother me any.  In fact, I don't mind my own company one little bit.  At least I can have an intelli.... er, semi-intelligent conversation now I've started answering myself back. 

I'm told the first sign of madness is talking to yourself, and the second sign is answering yourself, but I think I'm long past that... like waaaay past it

Last night I started an argument with myself.

Then there's the Webcam death rays and sonic sounds that can melt your brain that the NSA; HS; CIA; FBI; Scotland Yard and Interpol can direct at persons of interest should the courts hamper progress to a conviction or fail to convict.

If that's not enough to scare you, then there's the Chinese, who are working on a 'through the mouse' bamboo shoots under the fingernails torture that can penetrate the heart or brain when pushed to extreme if the intended target fails to cooperate.

However, I think the most sinister of all is the British torture of Rick Astley's 'Never Gonna Give You Up' on non-interuptable repeat.  An hour of that and anybody's gonna pray for a 'release'

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Yes, I was warned.  A secret cabal of refugees in New Guinea sent me an insta-gram warning me to be very careful about getting too close to Starkers.  Message revealed Starkers actually loves Rick Astley's 'Never Gonna Give You Up'  I'm outta here. 

That's a damned lie!   I used that CD to play frisbee with the dog... well I tried to.  Darned animal refused to put it in his mouth, so it's probably still down the backyard... cos the elements wouldn't wanna touch it, either.  Can't blame 'em! took months of scrubbing with bleach and disinfectant before my hands felt truly clean again. 

True, you'd be better off handling cow manure without rubber gloves than touch a Rick Astley CD... and don't even think about vinyl, that's one for quarantine... possibly amputation. I mean, once your hands are infected from handling those sinister grooves [playing 'that' song backwards invokes the demons of hell] they're never gonna be the same.  Ooooh, and just think what listening to them could do, though I shudder at the thought.