Last weekend next door had a big do; marquee, live band and so on. As midnight approached the music was still very loud, so I went round and asked the band if they could turn it down a bit.
They immediately agreed, and when I got home it was noticeably quieter, although not as peaceful as I might have wished. But I left things at that, remembering Gran's wise saying: “Never fight the band that heeds you.”
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Was that generated by your triple Spoonerator?
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No it just popped into my head really.
But probably my subconcious had been primed by playing with the triple spooner program.
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A triple! Well done!
You can wink spit and looneyism!
(Not very good, but the best at short notice.)