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Gold..... What is it good for? You can't eat it, you can't smoke it, yet everybody wants it.
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quote:Originally posted by ben: *Double-takes*
Turbo has a s-secretary??
I share her with our Marketing Manager, so she's not all mine. Unfortunately. I just like the idea of her being mine, which she is today as the Marketing Manager is out.
More great lines from Roadhouse:
Patrick Swayze: "You're history."
Guy: "But I'm on my break."
Swayze: "Stay on it."
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Also....Yesterday I had the (retrospectively) amusing task of doing an emergency cycle dash over to a friend’s house, as he was still un-contactable by 2.30pm and his girlfriend was starting to freak. She is a school teacher and hence was unable to abandon her class.
I went down past the King’s X closed off area where all the pavements were thronged with office workers walking in their socks, uncomfortable shoes in one hand, tattered multimap printout in the other. When I rang on the door he was slow to answer, giving me a tense few moments. He eventually came on the intercom and I panted (I had cycled fast) something about letting me in and I needed to talk to him. He had been fast asleep, and when I got up to the flat he was in a very dishevelled state wearing only a short black satin dressing gown. With me out of breath and him half asleep it took a while for him to comprehend what was going on and that he should contact his girlfriend asap. He mainly just said “what?” for quite a while and looked endearingly puzzled.
Later a bunch of us had a We aren’t Dead Party and watched Monkey Dust.
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One Mojito, two Gin and Tonics, Three Bacardi Lime Sodas, and a couple of pints of Stella please.
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quote:Originally posted by herbs: Feel an unfamiliar pride in the Brits, today, with their 'only 37? What's for tea' stiff upper lip. Great British resolve has been shown by, upon the waiving of the congestion charge, all driving to work.
My mate's theory about the British winning everything by going to the pub in times of need was beautifully proven yesterday when he cycled through Exmouth market at 3 o'clock. The road was seething with people getting wasted although he did say a particular highlight was a group of about 40 wankered postmen, all still in their uniforms and wearing hats, trying to lead the rest of Exmouth market in a rousing chorus of 'Always Look On The Bright Side of Life'.
By the way, does anyone have an Express? I'm on page 8.
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nothing that interesting I'm afraid - my mate wrote a piece about the long walk home, and I stopped off at Euston for a fag and to give her a quote for it. I'm sure I sound retarded, I always do in these things.
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if i was dang, i would throw my energies behind a campaign to reinvigorate blue rollerskates with rainbow piping down the side and red wheels. does anyone know where i could get a pair of blue rollerskates with rainbow piping and red wheels? if they bomb bristol i would totally love to do my long walk home (translation: ten minute stroll through broadmead shopping centre) on rainbow-piped rollerboots. that would show the rubbish terrorists what we think of their bombs.
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also, heres how we stop terrorism; not wars, not id cards, none of these things. we just need to somehow ensure that everyone whose skin is darker than beige and who has ever used the word allah more than five times in one day is played 'ZOMBIE' by the cranberries. it worked in northern ireland!
'Another head hangs lowly, Child is slowly taken. And the violence caused such silence, Who are we mistaken?
But you see, it's not me, it's not my family. In your head, in your head they are fighting, With their tanks and their bombs, And their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are crying...
In your head, in your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie, Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, In your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie? Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...
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By-the-way, did anyone try hitch-hiking yesterday? I was stuck at Victoria once. Think it must've been a tube strike or something, but there was thousands of people waiting for buses. Can't remember the exact scenario. Anyway, I wrote "WANDSWORTH" on a bit of paper and stuck my thumb out and got picked up within about two seconds by some geezer in a massive BMW who turned out to live about two streets away from me.
I like to imagine that as we drove off there was a flurry of people frantically digging around for bits of paper and pens, but more likely they'd just carry on standing there avoiding each other's eyes.
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quote:Originally posted by discodamage: also, heres how we stop terrorism; not wars, not id cards, none of these things. we just need to somehow ensure that everyone whose skin is darker than beige and who has ever used the word allah more than five times in one day is played 'ZOMBIE' by the cranberries. it worked in northern ireland!
Nice try, Dommage, but it's gotta be my main homes The Black Eye Peas
quote:People killin', people dyin' Children hurt and you hear them cryin' Can you practice what you preach And would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us Send some guidance from above 'Cause people got me, got me questionin' Where is the love (Love)
Where is the love (The love) Where is the love (The love) Where is the love The love, the love
If I was a forrin, I'd be feeling that shit in my soul right now, man.
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quote:Originally posted by dang65: Anyway, I wrote "WANDSWORTH" on a bit of paper and stuck my thumb out and got picked up within about two seconds by some geezer in a massive BMW who turned out to live about two streets away from me.
That reminds me. I never give give change to beggars who have a sign that says 'hungry and cold' because I consider those who frivilously spend their heating and food money on cardboard and felt pens may waste my generous donation.
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I've got a black pair of roller boots with fluroescent pink and green wheels disco! There was a great white pair with red wheels for sale on ebay the other day which I wanted to buy but it was too far from payday.
Actually <thread tie-in> my Granny used to rollerskate for England, I wonder if that is an Olympic sport?
I would suggest Lady Damage that you bought some skates and that I came up to Bristol and we went mad crazy roller skating about except that the image of Michelle McManus on rollerblades with Gillian McKeith screeching at her is burnt on to my retinas which means that until it fades my roller boots will have to remain unloved in the corner
quote:Originally posted by New Way Of Decay: That reminds me. I never give give change to beggars who have a sign that says 'hungry and cold' because I consider those who frivilously spend their heating and food money on cardboard and felt pens may waste my generous donation.
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My day is going rather well. Had a lie in, went shopping for a leaving present and blamed 1 hr 45 min late arrival on "tube chaos". As it's my boss' other PA's last day, he took us to lunch which wasted another two hours and was free. Just about to spend the rest of the day eating cakes in aid of other PA leaving and listening to silly speeches.
Percentage of working day spent in actual work = 46.42.
In yer face, terrorists!
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quote:Originally posted by MiscellaneousFiles: True though... what's wrong with blood and a finger?
Too risky. The sharks can smell it a mile away and they're straight down there on their rollerskates.
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quote:Originally posted by Uber Trick: except that the image of Michelle McManus on rollerblades with Gillian McKeith screeching at her is burnt on to my retinas
People are funny today. Was Michelle McManus wearing sharkskates™?
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quote:Originally posted by discodamage: also, heres how we stop terrorism; not wars, not id cards, none of these things. we just need to somehow ensure that everyone whose skin is darker than beige and who has ever used the word allah more than five times in one day is played 'ZOMBIE' by the cranberries. it worked in northern ireland!
Okay, you sort out the terrrrr and I'll do poverty and climate change - via the healing power of Julian Lennon's Saltwater:
We are a rock revolving Around a golden sun We are a billion children Rolled into one So when I hear about The hole in the sky Saltwater wells in my eyes We climb the highest mountain We’ll make the desert bloom We’re so ingenious We can walk on the moon But when I hear of how The forests have died Saltwater wells in my eyes
I have lived for love But now that’s not enough For the world I love is dying (and now I’m crying) And time is not a friend (no friend of mine) As friends we’re out of time And it’s slowly passing by..yyy...yyy...yyy Right before our eyes
We light the deepest ocean Send photographs of mars We’re so enchanted by How clever we are Why should one baby Feel so hungry she cries Saltwater wells in my eyes
I have lived for love But now that’s not enough For the world I love is dying (and now I’m crying) And time is not a friend (no friend of mine) As friends we’re out of time And it’s slowly passing by..yyy...yyy...yyy Right before our eyes
We are a rock revolving Around a golden sun We are a billion children Rolled into one What will I think of me The day that I die Saltwater wells in my eyes