You say tomato

[venta]

What a wonderful sentence:

"[The Supreme Court of the US] acknowledged the botanical reality of their fruithood, but ruled that in common understanding and usage, they are treated as vegetables and should be taxed as such."

(From an article about tomatoes, as read out by my boss this morning.)

In other news, I have betrayed the Marmite. I just had lemon curd on my toast.

Comments

[nalsa.livejournal.com]

Hehehehehehehe.

I wasn't being serious, but that was a very funny reply!

[stompyboots.livejournal.com]

The sad bit is, the government will probably see this post and think 'what a good idea', and make it part of the next budget.

I don't have much faith in politicians.

[venta.livejournal.com]

I don't have much faith in politicians.

I'd be genuinely surprised if there was anyone here who would say they did have.

[stompyboots.livejournal.com]

I did when I was little! But then I also remember being 11, and working out that I had three weeks to go in which I could kill Newt Gingrich before I turned 12, and would be legally liable for my crime. So the faith can't have lasted too long.

[cardinalsin.livejournal.com]

I have as much faith in politicians as in any other sector of society - possibly slightly more. Its just that when they screw up/do something corrupt, it matters more, and gets more publicity.

[cardinalsin.livejournal.com]

< takes break from civil service job to read venta's LJ >

< scrolls through comments >

Wow, what a fantastic idea!

[stompyboots.livejournal.com]

Bloody government spies!

[cardinalsin.livejournal.com]

< runs off to tell MI5 about treasonous citizen >

[stompyboots.livejournal.com]

Don't! Then the CIA will learn of my dastardly plans!

He knows too much. I may have to kill him.

[cardinalsin.livejournal.com]

Its LJ espionage! Coded information drops on random livejournals, using polls as ciphers... I sense great potential in this idea.

[stompyboots.livejournal.com]

Grey marmoset? My mother drinks tea in the autumn.

[cardinalsin.livejournal.com]

Enemy agent!

< pulls out walther >

[stompyboots.livejournal.com]

Double-crossing bastard! I'll tell Svetlana what you've done!

[cardinalsin.livejournal.com]

...Svetlana?

I'm terribly sorry, I seem to be in the wrong movie.

I'll get me coat.

[stompyboots.livejournal.com]

And then he walked into my office, all coat and no trousers. I tossed my platinum blonde hair, provocatively pursed my fire engine red lips, and seductively crossed my legs on the desk.

(Husky purr.) Hello, aoldier. Of all the film noir detective stories in the world, you just had to walk into mine.

[cardinalsin.livejournal.com]

I sauntered in from the cold, ready for anything. The Russian probably wouldn't think to look for me this side of the tracks, but anything was possible.

Sorry to come unannounced, I got held up in another story. Genre confusion, y'know?

As my eyes adjusted to the gloom, I got an eyeful of blonde fireworks.

What a minute... Sam Spade is a dame?