They didn't get their knickers in a twist...ed pair!
A village in Lincolnshire was cut off after a low flying thong wedged itself on power lines. The skimpy black smalls had been attached to a helium balloon which had become entangled in a power line supplying the village of Leadenham. Locals suggested they may have escaped from the local Polo clubs summer ball. Whilst the barely …
They didn't get their knickers in a twist...ed pair!
But I think we should not skimp in getting to the bottom of this!
There is a picture at http://dvice.com/archives/2009/07/absconding-thon.php - but is doesn't look like a skimpy thong - more like voluminous bloomers!
"I need an electrician, and I've got damp knickers. Can you help me...?"
Paris, because - well, if you need to ask then there's no hope for you.
"According to a tourist website, it was mentioned in the Domesday book, and in the 19th century it had a railway station."
An article about knickers involving the phrase brown-out? its just asking for trouble ... still, here goes:
If you sense that you might be in a brown-out sitaution, check immediately for the presence of knickers and get them off as soon as posible.
Would you be so kind as to pass my coat? .. thanks.
>The skimpy black smalls had been attached to a helium balloon which had become
I hope Vulture Central Mission Control take note of this when considering the launch method and site for the upcoming space adventure.
I'm shocked and stunned that there is no picture accompanying this story - naughty El Reg.
Why wasn't I invited to this Ball??
Paris, because I'm sure she would have pictures..
"Don't try and get them down yourselves. That is when it becomes dangerous."
Very good advice. I used to get my face slapped repeatedly when doing that, until I became experienced.
They're going to find all their signs stolen, and placed on 'Leccy pylons.
Y'know - the one that says "Park your trolleys* here".
Alright. I've gone. Brownout, indeed!
* 'Merkan alert - Trolleys - English - 1950's term for underpants. D'oh.
No doubt the engineers are hoping to get many invitations to remove thongs...
Mine's the one with "Experienced Engineer" on the back
Best spring into action with the DNA database to catch the draughty-crotched culprit!
Did they use a black helicopter to get them down?
So the question is, after this display of undergarment pwnage, will owning knickers be a terrorist offence?
Is that even in the UK? They look more like american pylons, and the garish hotel sign is a bit suspect given that this place is supposed to be sleepy.
I was decorating and took off the vent above the bedroom door, only to find a large black thong. Either the previous mail occupant liked a bit of dress up and used the grill to hide them, or they pinged off during a break when decorating the place.
When I saw the phrase "brown out", I was hopeful that we might get a change of government!
Imagine my disappointment.
Are they sure about the weather balloon though? Maybe it was Arthur and Fenchurch doing a bit of missing-the-ground action?
Can my sister have her thong back please??
Well done El Reg, the headline and sub were just wonderful. Ah! Friday at last!
First the cheese losing its way and now this... how will our partners at ESA and NASA ever take our aspirations of playing in the big league seriously?
<<...to catch the draughty-crotched culprit...>>
Was there a whistling sound on the way down? Playmobil -come on!!
(OK, popped back in for a last marmalade and toffee flavoured scotch or two. Long drive home.)
That pic defo not the Leadenham that I know, Trust me i'm a pure lincs yellabelly.
I know polo clubs have a that weird tradition where they step in all the divots. I must have missed the bit where the ladies tie their undies to balloons.
Gives a whole new meaning to Upper Class Twats...
More likely it was the Mylar (Melinex?) balloon that caused the short.
Nice headline for a Friday, though :-)
Certainly Father. Just tell us the name of the nunnery the sister you referred to is in and we will deliver them by hand.
"Locals suggested they may have escaped from the local Polo clubs summer ball"
My, I didn't even know VW drivers had summer balls. The lives they must lead!
Well since it said they were sopping wet, and water is able to conduct to some degree as evidenced by for example the instructions not to use water extinguishers on electrical fires... Seems fairly plausible to me. Not sure that the mylar balloon would be able to entangle itself around the pylon while still inflated.
Still confused as to how the hell they got on that balloon though.
Best travel advice for Leadenham is similar to that I was given for the village of Queen Adelaide.
Take a brick with you.
1. When you tire of talking to the locals, you can hold a worthwhile conversation with the Brick.
2. If you stand on it you might be able to see somewhere more interesting.
Mine's the one with a brick in each pocket.
<<My, I didn't even know VW drivers had summer balls>>
Canteen in Nokia Finland once offered - in Greengrocer's apostrophe-laden English - "Fish's Balls". Didn't know they had them, either.
Declined, natch. I prefer:
Yellow Maggot Custard
Green phlegm pie
Leg of Toad,
Worms on toast (Spread on thick)
All washed down with a cup of cold sick.
On second thoughts, I'll take the fish's balls. Less fattening, you understand.
I think we need to go down and check the polo clubs top totty, and look for one with no underwear.
And the top totty is obviously up for it, because i cant think of a single top totty who would bring a "spare" pair of knickers, unless it was a toff and his mistress is now missing 1 deluxe knickers
of course it might be a fat totty, because power lines are quite far apart, and unless the string caused the short in which case it was ballon carrying knickers of top totty caused brownout then the knickers would be of considerable size, in which case NO pictures please.
Paris - because her smalls always hit the floor.