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Remember how I let my sweet potatos go & they all grew antlers? Well, I put them in the windowsill & behold! Roots!

Various erasers with slips.

They seem to have a lot of stuff to throw out at the bookies :)

Floydian Slips is an amazing Pink Floyd tribute band.

 

I know a lot of these are really similar, I need feedback as to which ones to keep and which to get rid of/delete from Flickr.

Please comment.

"

If you should go skating,

On the thin ice of modern life,

Dragging behind you the silent reproach,

Of a million tear-stained eyes,

Dont be surprised when a crack in the ice,

Appears under your feet.

You slip out of your depth and out of your mind,

With your fear flowing out from behind,

You as you claw the ice.

"

-Pink Floyd

 

"

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need

You gotta sleep on your toes, and when youre on the street

You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed

And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight

You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

 

And after a while, you can work on points for style

Like the club tie, and the firm handshake

A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile

You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to

So that when they turn their backs on you

Youll get the chance to put the knife in.

 

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder

You know its going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older

And in the end youll pack, fly down south

Hide your head in the sand

Just another sad old man

All alone and dying of cancer.

 

And when you loose control, youll reap the harvest that youve sown

And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone

And its too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around

So have a good drown, as you go down alone

Dragged down by the stone.

 

I gotta admit that Im a little bit confused

Sometimes it seems to me as if Im just being used

Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake of this creeping malaise

If I dont stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?

 

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending

That everyones expendable and no-one had a real friend

And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner

And you believe at heart, everyones a killer.

 

Who was born in a house full of pain

Who was trained not to spit in the fan

Who was told what to do by the man

Who was broken by trained personnel

Who was fitted with collar and chain

Who was given a seat in the stand

Who was breaking away from the pack

Who was only a stranger at home

Who was ground down in the end

Who was found dead on the phone

Who was dragged down by the stone.

"

Hooray for amazingly long Batch descriptions!!

 

Floyd FOREVER!!!!!!!!!

Okay I'm done, go comment.

   

Hand Brake, slips, snow saves the day!

(Thanks to Pete whose AAA pulled me out!)

Floydian Slips is an amazing Pink Floyd tribute band.

 

I know a lot of these are really similar, I need feedback as to which ones to keep and which to get rid of/delete from Flickr.

Please comment.

"

If you should go skating,

On the thin ice of modern life,

Dragging behind you the silent reproach,

Of a million tear-stained eyes,

Dont be surprised when a crack in the ice,

Appears under your feet.

You slip out of your depth and out of your mind,

With your fear flowing out from behind,

You as you claw the ice.

"

-Pink Floyd

 

"

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need

You gotta sleep on your toes, and when youre on the street

You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed

And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight

You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

 

And after a while, you can work on points for style

Like the club tie, and the firm handshake

A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile

You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to

So that when they turn their backs on you

Youll get the chance to put the knife in.

 

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder

You know its going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older

And in the end youll pack, fly down south

Hide your head in the sand

Just another sad old man

All alone and dying of cancer.

 

And when you loose control, youll reap the harvest that youve sown

And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone

And its too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around

So have a good drown, as you go down alone

Dragged down by the stone.

 

I gotta admit that Im a little bit confused

Sometimes it seems to me as if Im just being used

Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake of this creeping malaise

If I dont stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?

 

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending

That everyones expendable and no-one had a real friend

And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner

And you believe at heart, everyones a killer.

 

Who was born in a house full of pain

Who was trained not to spit in the fan

Who was told what to do by the man

Who was broken by trained personnel

Who was fitted with collar and chain

Who was given a seat in the stand

Who was breaking away from the pack

Who was only a stranger at home

Who was ground down in the end

Who was found dead on the phone

Who was dragged down by the stone.

"

Hooray for amazingly long Batch descriptions!!

 

Floyd FOREVER!!!!!!!!!

Okay I'm done, go comment.

   

Covered Slips in Chatham Dockyard.

20250201 - Playground slips into darkness and nothingness - some of the last lights flash faintly on the screen

Ireland v West Indies 1 Day International match at Clontarf Cricket Ground, Dublin.

(14 Jul 07) Match abandoned due to rain.

 

(c) Stuart Pearson 2007 All Rights Reserved.

Old Ghost Road, Mokihinui, West Coast

Slips ahead, Snow coming down.

20250201 - Playground slips into darkness and nothingness - some of the last lights flash faintly on the screen

North Bay, Ontario - November 2009

tried to capture these in a blowing wind.

Every house has space on the lake for at least one, if not two, boats. Such slips can sell for anything from $40,000 to $160,000.

Tern amongst Staten Island Ferry slips in Staten Island, New York, USA. June, 2019. Copyright Tom Turner

Quite a few of them were empty, compared to the pictures I took in 2007. The lake was not full of boats. Sign of a bad economy?

Since having some teeth removed, Chang's tongue now slips out occasionally when she's resting or sleeping. It never comes out far. It's sweet.

Slips of paper and pens available for guests to record their best wishes. Also, being a modern wedding, requests that guests upload photos to instagram and use specific hashtags.

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