Formula 1’s pour decisions
Lugarno’s Col Burns says: “While I cannot explain why Nola Tucker was indecently sprayed with champagne to celebrate her sporting victories (C8), I certainly support it.” “Having a coarse, uncultured palate that prefers beer to overpriced soda grape juice, I prefer an alternative other than actually drinking it. However, if drinking is absolutely necessary, recent winners have shown that the flavor can be significantly enhanced by infusing it with the rich, fruity aromas of freshly worn shoes.”
Unvaccinated Ron Schaffer of Bellevue Hill offers the premise: “Champagne celebrations in sports began in the 1930s, when champagne merchant Count Frederic Chandon offered bottles to winners of the French Formula 1 Grand Prix. These events were held at the famous Reims circuit in the Champagne region. But more recently, US driver Dan Gurney invented champagne spraying on the victory podium at Le Mans.” “In 1967 he deliberately sprayed spectators, thus starting the tradition that spread to other sports.”
Mangerton’s George Manojlovic sees a more maternal side to this: “The champagne sprayers are just saying goodbye to their Mothers.”
Regarding the recent topic of chance meetings (C8), there is some common ground based on location. Kianga’s John Brown presides over the proceedings: “What’s in the City Recital Hall? We were in Brandenburg Christmas At the concert, my wife met one of her nurse colleagues, whom she had not seen for several years. “We had a very nice dinner with him.”
“The lower level of Belvoir always offered interesting opportunities,” says Janice Creenaune of Austinmer. “I remember seeing Bryan Brown (he stole the show so I don’t remember any other actors) in the wonderful play. Backyard With my girlfriend from Sydney University in the late 70s. We also had a seat in the front row (C8) with our feet on the ‘stage’. Mr. Brown rode his bicycle around the staging area, making a wider arc each time. We were ‘sitting’ in the middle of the show, tucking our feet and knees under our chins and holding on to the experience. Even then he had that sparkle in his eye and we were his target.”
The Woof family tree (C8) revealed the bullshit on Alan Marel of North Curl Curl:
Jim Dewar of Davistown is right,
It’s time to put the woofers out of sight.
Whether short haired or hairy,
Neither of them are scary
Because their scabs are much worse than their bites.
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