Ah, some divide humanity in two groups depending on knowledge, or lack of such, on the significance of the number 42. :-)
The "taste of albatros" is kinda similar, relating to a guessing game where you are given the end of a story and have to unreel the story line by asking yes/no questions to the story-"master". The end is about how a blind man enters a restaurant down on the harbour and orders albatros from the menu. After taking just one bite, he walks out and commits suicide. The challenge is to find out why. Puffins, otoh, were regular food in parts of Norway until the collapse of the herring populations in the sixties. AFAIK, it is still on the menu in Iceland. Jostein Cheers, Jostein 2007/7/4, Cotty <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>: > On 4/7/07, David J Brooks, discombobulated, unleashed: > > >What's it taste like. It tastes like bloody albatros.:-) > > What have you got against the humble albatro ? > > -- > > > Cheers, > Cotty > > > ___/\__ > || (O) | People, Places, Pastiche > ||=====| http://www.cottysnaps.com > _____________________________ > > > > -- > PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List > [email protected] > http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net > -- http://www.alunfoto.no/galleri/ http://alunfoto.blogspot.com -- PDML Pentax-Discuss Mail List [email protected] http://pdml.net/mailman/listinfo/pdml_pdml.net
