tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843639989368129214.post3286137537106823087..comments2023-08-13T16:11:21.566+01:00Comments on OCKHAM'S RAZOR: Anyone but MurrayStravagantisimohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04363192043407917261noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843639989368129214.post-763280624111591452010-06-23T10:15:07.083+01:002010-06-23T10:15:07.083+01:00Both my sons were 4th class bagpipers which enable...Both my sons were 4th class bagpipers which enabled them, first and foremost, to drink beer with mates of legal age in Pennsylvania. But after the thousandth rendering of 'Scotland the brave,' it's hard to get up a goosebump even with Viagra.<br />Ah weel recall the Scottish games in Philly in '79 when they dedicated a lament to 'dear auld Jock who has gone frae us.' The Lament was announced as "The Flowers of the Florist." My youngest son Laurence became hysterical.<br /><br />If Murray can grow up on grass I am happy for him. My California stepbrothers used grass to forestall growing up. Wimbledon was not quite what they had in mind. More like Acapulco.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com