For more nutty stuff go to http://www.cornetto.com.au Garry put this montage together to celebrate my appearance in the Cornetto ad. I love it - Thanks Gaz you legend.

Here's the Ad I'm in - whoot! I can hardly believe my passion for the chop has taken me from cyberspace to prime time tellie. Thanks to Cornetto for believing in me - see more nutty stuff at http://www.cornetto.com.au In true chopping poet form I was so excited I penned this little ditty. Two cones alike? Common misconception trite. Until on closer retrospect, once delved into innards inspect. Inspection reveals what cow and squirrel perceive as true. Real Dairy, More Nuts throughout, and through, and through. In the sphere of cones atop the precipice it sits, PROOF that Cornetto is No Boring Bits!

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com Hello, Hello, Hello you're breaking up, I have to go. It's time to terminate this call my axe will fall; and The number you have called is either switched off, or unavailable.

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com Skin as supple as cocktail saveloys that splits and shrivels exposed, to excessive heat from H2O replicated by the blow. Your outer sheath retracted in an instant, and innards are set streaming forth and on. Glistening dewy droplets that dangle pendent, suspended and, pitter patter drains with all remaining, the busted vellum and a shrinking pool.

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com Sweet seduction of a Silvery Screen. Shattered dreams. Or it seems, an illusion on the outside is just a machine made of parts. There was never anything valid to watch anyway, it's better this way. We interrupt this broadcast.

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com Under intense pressure. Release the compressed innards flowing, floating, ever after sticky caffeinated thing. Drink. Gone.

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com Compartment that holds a myriad of mysteries for the fairer of the species unlatched unorthodoxy.

Beans renowned for making wind, indeed it seems the air is parted by a blade intent on piercing yon cylindrical casing. Legumes by another name, what doth you say? For it does not matter, these pulses, pendent escape pods for a fraction of a light speed. Suspended animation like Solo blind to the earthly eye, but demystified by the ocular.

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com Take to the field focused with one intent, to cut through opposition with the instrument. Lofted high overhead eyes trace, the race is on and on, now lets slow that down and take a closer look, did it cross the line?... Yes... I think he's in... HE'S IN - SCORED!

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com Perfect sphere what goes round comes round. Between the posts fly, but he blocks on top. End to end, he strikes, anticipation sounds it bends like Becks & they shout "Will it chop"!?!

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com Nostrils flared enhance my lingering wonder. Why was it you wandered. Leaving behind memoirs so strongly scented your beauty remains firm with true form. Yet, I know like essence a fragrant redolence, time like wind will dilute eau de too.

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com Distortion, transmission. Distortion, transmission. Distortion, transmission. Distortion, transmission. Distortion, transmission. Distortion, transmission. Distortion. Silence!

The Melon -------------- A round and heavy thing was such a voluminous organic sphere. My fruitful labors toiled I might enchant the inner tier. Upon a precipice was delicately placed and positioned waiting, rocking, when at pace the blow came like the wind and one became two. Exposed, the seeds are sown and so I must continue.

http://terryschopshop.blogspot.com A fine drop dropsy dripsy flops a tipsy axy choppy chops with bubbles wash aghast an ashen sky. A crispy outer shell doth sparkle a shower golden flowing embers - liquidity once was tasted now, just flows and seeps among the fibers.