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Now, that is cool.

They didn't have lego like that when I was a young fulla.

I can just imagine the smart ass comments that are going to be posted in relation to that comment.

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I didn't even know they HAD lego way back then Grant ! :lol:

I'm still into my lego, I only build the big stuff. My crowning glory is a fully working car with 4wd, V12 and 6speed gear box.

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lego .. the destroyer of insects and small woodland creatures

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I didn't even know they HAD lego way back then Grant ! :lol:

I'm still into my lego, I only build the big stuff. My crowning glory is a fully working car with 4wd, V12 and 6speed gear box.

yeah, there was Lego in my day...but we actually had to whittle the blocks out of bits of wood, while sitting on the back porch listening to banjo music..

Ahhhhh the good ole days in the rural Waikato. I hear that lego nowadays is made out of this fandangled substance called plastic.

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you may know it as bakelite grant?

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JC.....maybe one day when he grows up....still thats a bit steep for lego. honestly guys......lego! can think of lots of better ways to spend that $260!

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haha whittlin on the back porch, listenin to the banjo? watching the first car drive by fred flinston style, could that be closer? haha im sorry - had to add that, your little annecdote kinda reminded me of some of those american films (and the simpsons) "Hey Ma! We're havin Roadkill for tea"!!!)

seriously - lego is mean! But as gus said, man thats a lot of money!!! :D

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I dont even want you to explain that one.

Well, its quite simple really

Now many, many years ago, when I was twenty-three,

I was married to a widow who was pretty as could be.

This widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red.

My father fell in love with her, and soon they, too, were wed.

This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life,

My daughter was my mother, cause she was my father's wife.

To complicate the matter, even though it brought me joy,

I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.

My little baby then became a brother-in-law to Dad,

And so became my uncle, though it made me very sad.

For if he was my uncle, then that also made him brother

Of the widow's grown-up daughter, who, of course, was my stepmother.

Father's wife then had a son who kept him on the run,

And he became my grandchild, for he was my daughter's son.

My wife is now my mother's mother, and it makes me blue,

Because, although she is my wife, she's my grandmother, too.

Now if my wife is my grandmother, then I'm her grandchild,

And everytime I think of it, it nearly drives me wild,

For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw

As husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa!

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