tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8108298075788548236Fri, 22 Apr 2011 01:41:45 +0000hamsterhumourdung beetlemeaning of lifedisaffectedgiles gestapopoptartsfablehumormoral taleand Other Moral Tales for Post-Modern Timeshttp://xerika2.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Xerika)Blogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8108298075788548236.post-8207771916455403616Wed, 28 Nov 2007 17:35:00 +00002007-11-28T19:48:36.585+02:00giles gestapopoptartsmoral taleGiles Gestapo was not the sort of person that people took to easily. His name didn’t help for a start. It made people think he wasn’t somebody you’d want to spend time with. The ‘Giles’ made him sound upper-class and the ‘Gestapo’ – well, it made him sound like a not very pleasant German person.Ironically, however, he was neither upper-class nor German (nasty or otherwise). His parents ran a http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DorisTheDisaffectedHamster/~3/zgJrJ0EvJbo/whats-in-name.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Xerika)2<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DorisTheDisaffectedHamster/~4/zgJrJ0EvJbo" height="1" width="1"/>http://xerika2.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-in-name.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8108298075788548236.post-3886315647580077568Thu, 08 Nov 2007 00:18:00 +00002007-11-10T18:52:40.751+02:00humourdisaffectedhamsterfablehumordung beetlemoral talemeaning of lifeOnce upon a time, there was a disaffected hamster called Doris who had spent her entire life alone in a metal cage. When she was very young, the children had played with her frequently but, after a few months, they stopped visiting her altogether. Since then, she would walk for hours and hours each day inside the little plastic treadmill in the cage just to pass the time.Of course, she had plentyhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/DorisTheDisaffectedHamster/~3/YhdMuIWGZSE/meaning-of-life.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Xerika)4<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DorisTheDisaffectedHamster/~4/YhdMuIWGZSE" height="1" width="1"/>http://xerika2.blogspot.com/2007/11/meaning-of-life.html