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That last one was well shit. There might be something in his 'Different Username/ Different Persona' theory, because I remember kovacs was well funny.
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And you're still a keyboard warrior whatever poor-man's early-Martin Amis name you go under... you're the brain from The Breakfast Club masquerading online as Bender.
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What is that? An "I could beat you up in real life!" post? Has ralph stolen your login? That might explain a few things. And what's 'the brain from Breakfast Club'? Is that another eighties thing?
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quote:Originally posted by Nathan Bleak: What is that? An "I could beat you up in real life!" post?
No, you twat... a keyboard warrior is someone who acts tough online, like you do.
I suppose it could be read, though some painfully forced inferences, as "you act tough online, whereas I am tough in real life." If you were, like, a clever sixth former trying to cheek a teacher or an adolescent trying to get one over on his mum, you'd stretch people's sentences to some absurd conclusion like that. You would get satisfaction from such petty little "victories".
quote: And what's 'the brain from Breakfast Club'? Is that another eighties thing?
Here, have a "what's up, grandad? Someone stolen your Gramophone?!" and "did they have them when you were around riding the Dinosaurs! lol!"
I don't think anyone can harsh my mellow today, though the neighbours having sex on the lawn when I came home did threaten it. I spent the morning having a massage, manicure and eyebrow wax; I have decided to have the same treatments every quarter-year.
quote:Originally posted by Nathan Bleak: What is that? An "I could beat you up in real life!" post?
I suppose it could be read, though some painfully forced inferences, as "you act tough online, whereas I am tough in real life." If you were, like, a clever sixth former trying to cheek a teacher or an adolescent trying to get one over on his mum, you'd stretch people's sentences to some absurd conclusion like that. You would get satisfaction from such petty little "victories".
Oof. pwned. I was quite a lot like this when I was a kid and am now as an adult.
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PS. So fucking pathetic that you pretend not to have heard of The Breakfast Club and deride it as an 80s thing (probably whispering "Sorry Molly! Sorry, I promise I'm just joking!" under your breath), but your pride prevents you from pretending that you think early Martin Amis is also "some 80s thing". Oh the knots we catch ourselves in... when we lie... when we pretend... when we have nothing but front and falsehood as our "personalities"
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Well, I hadn't specifically heard of 'the brain from the Breakfast Club' until about 20 minutes ago, so a comment along the lines of "I don't even know what that means" was genuine. Most of the John Hughes thing passed me by, I'm afraid - it wasn't until I started posting here that I ever thought of it as a relevant cultural touchstone.
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It's OK! It's all Gonna Be... OK! You don't have to keep saying Sorry, Son. Love is Big Enough to Not Say Sorry For. And Sometimes... Everything Doesn't Need a Reason "Why".
PS Thank You... They're Just Beautiful
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quote:Originally posted by ben: I thought you positioned yourself against the 'historical establishment'? That was your USP a couple of years ago, at any rate.
Nothing has really changed there, but as far as some subjects are concerned the position of the historical establishment has shifted gently - I was quite surprised where some of the positive comments were coming from.
quote:And touching as it is that you've warmed the cockles of a few old Nazis, this still doesn't do anything to shore up a self-image of being 'good at' history - if anything, the sentimentality and bombast of your output mitigates against the objectivity and fair-mindedness essential for a credible writer of history.
It's not just 'a few old Nazis', mon ami.
quote:In addition to which, one doesn't have to be an 'expert' to know claptrap when one reads it.
I'd admit this work does sound a little 'bombastic' and somewhat political. However I have made it very clear that it was written in 1994, and has been unaltered since then. While I would still maintain the essential thrust of what I wrote some thirteen years ago, my emphasis these days is more on the technical side rather than the political.
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quote:Originally posted by Ringo: Black Mask, on the other hand, appears still to have it.
For the moment. He did have a bit of a wobble last Friday, though, remember? I'm watching him carefully. I wonder sometimes if he's in decline.
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THat's true actually, there have been a few sub-par moments recently.
Kovacs maybe you could do that one you used to do, where you pretend to be that dyslexic guy. That always used to raise a chuckle?
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OK he phoned again and this time I made sure I garbled "hello agnrgn", mangling "again" so that he would think, retrospectively, that I must have mumbled something along those lines the first time.
Fucking hell though... I am still damp with sweat from that horrible moment. And the long pause before his deep voice chimed in, slightly puzzled "hello, it's F___".
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You should have repeated yourself, even more clearly the second time. Continue to call him darling in increasingly awkward situations- staff meetings, elevators and the like. Perhaps the awkward pauses will simply get longer and longer until the point at which he offers you a pay rise to get you to stop.
Try it and let me know how it works out for you.
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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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I can raise that, wonderstarr - after a long weekend away with just Bandy for company, the first thing I did on coming in to work was return what I was told was an urgent phone call to a client who'd been trying to contact me. When I got his voicemail, I left a painstaking message with my details and mobile number, and then concluded it by saying, 'anyway, thanks. I love you. Bye.'
I then sat in horrified, motionless silence for about ten minutes.
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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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I am good at saying inappropriate things.
Honestly though - I'm pretty good at presenting to audiences, I think. And I'm very good, after a couple of years of practice, at churning out reams of copy quickly. Not much of it is any good, but I can get through 5000 words in a day from scratch if I have to.
I'm good at getting served quickly in bars...and I think that's it! All credit to the guy who said 'sex and buying shares' though. Bet you he wears Old Spice.
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quote:Originally posted by scrawny: and then concluded it by saying, 'anyway, thanks. I love you. Bye.'
this happened in an episode of shitcom King of Queens. it was hilarious
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I hate Valentine's Day. Stupid commercialised crap
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quote:Originally posted by wonderstarr: I have another good idea. Everyone here who is shit-hot at cooking should provide, like, trial jars that they can send out to other people on the board.
Would you like some jam from last summer? Blackcurrant, blackberry, raspberry, marrow-and-ginger, rhubarb-and-ginger, gooseberry-and-elderflower? Actually the raspberry might have all gone. But I'm growing my own raspberries this year so there'll be more.
I'm only a decent cook because I'm colossally lazy and it's an easy thing to be good at.
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quote:Originally posted by Jimmy Big Nuts: I've been thinking that what we need is some kind of class / aspiration map of all members of tmo. It might help to resolve differences, and prevent unsightly class clashes.
I think you should put this together Benway. I'm not much good a graphs and stuff - being A) unable to draw anything other than a representation of a boxing glove and a boxing ring. I'm not sure there are any graphs that look like those. B) About as handy with Excel as I am with cello. Were it not for those two things, I'd try and do it myself. But you're good with formula and stuff.
quote:Originally posted by scrawny: All credit to the guy who said 'sex and buying shares' though. Bet you he wears Old Spice.
Gucci 'Envy', actually. I have, however, been bought Old Spice in the past - usually by my Nan and Aunts. They are stored under the bath, accumulating rust, along with the Lynx body lotion kits.
Quite interesting how you and Bandy constantly have 'digs' at my posts whenever you post these days. Do you sit at home discussing what an utter cunt you think I am or something? Quite bizarre. And, quite frankly, scary.
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I love Old Spice. It's not a middle-aged crisis dad thing either, because I've always loved it. I'm fairly sure it's been illegal to be caught in posession of the stuff for at least 20 years now, but a day will come when Old Spice becomes the only officially authorised smell by the EU or something.
Presumably someone else likes it. It's still on sale in the shops and that.
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Quite interesting how you and Bandy constantly have 'digs' at my posts whenever you post these days. Do you sit at home discussing what an utter cunt you think I am or something? Quite bizarre. And, quite frankly, scary.