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well, thats it really, just thought i'd say hi. my name is felix and i live with mikee and i thought i'd say hello to the peeps of TMO as i continuousley read stuff on here and know a couple of youns.
i swear alot and i spell bad, my grammer* is awful and i swear alot and i repeat myself and i dont give a fuck. im also a buffoon. feel free to scorn.
i like chicken, cheese, long long long long walks and making a tit of myself.
I LIKE GRAPES!
i also truly believe that star treck four is the best one of the lot.
Today I think a good plan is for us to find a bum a job. So far the search is pretty good, with Kiki handing in an application for onod's behalf. She did however suggest that they wiped their bum across it, but we need to keep optimistic.
I'd look right now but I feel awful after downing loads of Frosty Jack, being a miserable shit to my girlfriend and then getting counselling from my ex-girlfriend. Now I feel like I am wearing a face brace. Stupid booze.
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it ain't my style until we get a story about puking. I was sick on sunday morning as a matter of fact. It was good because I went out the house to buy some toilet roll as I was anticipating a 'double blow out', and I bumped into jonesy, who was looking very sunny and cheerful, and was being perfectly friendly. I could barely speak however as I was breathing hard to hold in the vomit, so I could only wheeze and mumble at him until he walked off.
quote:Originally posted by Dr. Benway: it ain't my style until we get a story about puking. I was sick on sunday morning as a matter of fact. It was good because I went out the house to buy some toilet roll as I was anticipating a 'double blow out', and I bumped into jonesy, who was looking very sunny and cheerful, and was being perfectly friendly. I could barely speak however as I was breathing hard to hold in the vomit, so I could only wheeze and mumble at him until he walked off.
This story is good. It's good on so many levels that I might have to identify them.
Level 1 - It's a Sunday. This shows that Benway, like any good boy or girl gets drunk at the weekend. This affirms what we know of Benway. he likes a drink.
Level 2 - Bog roll. Benway is showing his human side here. Hey! He shits. Just like most of us. Benway is funny because like me, he can't help but slip in a reference about poo. See I said 'slip in' so you can have a chuckle about some slightly loose stools there, if you are cool.
Level 3 - the mini meat. I bumped into Jonesy. This makes it sound like you can walk up the street and bump into the funniest posters on the board. I like this bit. It gives a sense that Disco could walk up the high street in Bristol and meet 69CBElvis spitting random bollocks.
quote:Originally posted by London: Is everyone in the world still in love with their ex, or is it just me, you, and everyone we know?
I was going to do a post where I misunderstand you and assume that you're talking about me, bolstering the dimension of extreme egoism in my online persona, which I could then lampoon safely for the amusement of others.
But then I thought that you might take it the wrong way, so decided not to.
quote:Originally posted by not...: I like the bit in ONOD's video where he looks a bit lost and the camera pans around him and he looks uncertain and there is fear.
Also the bit at the end with the children.
note to self: that sounds sinister
In the music video biz, we call this the 'Spinning Jim Patrick', because it was originally used by Nu Wave poseur Jim Patrick AKA Alphabet Clock, in his video for 'Tears of Ice'.
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Also, on the subject of marketing, you know the Sony Bravia advert, the one so controversial on TMO, has anyone seen the Tango Clear parody of it – where they lob a load of fruit down the hill instead of bouncy balls? It actual gets a bit frightening at one point – the bit where the melon smashes against the windscreen and the lemons shatter the tenement windows. Anyway, what I want to know is this, would the Tango ad have been planned all along? As in, would it have been made by the same ad company? Or has a second company knocked up that spot on homage since the original ad came out?
Ordinarily, I'd assume it was the latter, but then they have got the same tune, which I'd assume Sony own the copyright for now. Then again, probably not, Sony probably just paid José González a chunk to use it. The Japanese electrical behemoth probably don’t own the rights to the song itself.
Anyway, personally, I like the idea that a second company has done it as one in the eye for their rivals. But the rivals probably love it anyway. No doubt they'll order DVD box sets of it for Christmas, like Blair and Co. have done with The Thick of It.
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you can read more on this story at Scrawny's picto-blog over at www.buyordie.net. You'll need to buy 'jazz tokens' to access the 4d content, but it's worth it.
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quote:Originally posted by London: I want to talk about LOVE.
Or, please post me your stories of how boring and shitty and stultifying it is to be in a long-term relationship, because I used to feel that all the time, and that's why I got out. And what's out there is MUCH MUCH MUCH WORSE. Boredom or fear: are those really our only choices?
er, sorry dudes. today sees the return of EMOnline. i blame therapy. i'll stop talking now bye.
Go on then, start a thread called I want to talk about love so I can add that to the front page as well...
Emo is the way forwards, I'm growing a fringe to rival the singer of AFI and playing 'Black and White' by The Upper Room on a constant loop, interspersed now by that vid of Felix..
quote:She held an orange bottle And she drunk it with a straw (ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh) I watched her glide around Around the people on the floor (ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh) Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain I'll kiss you in a minute If you'll only feel the same Oh...
Thats quality emo right there..
-------------------- my own brother a god dam shit sucking vampire!!! you wait till mum finds out buddy!
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I've always believed in the idea that there are glass-half-empty lists and glass-half-full lists for both being in a long term relationship and being single. During a relationship, brand the best possible moment deep onto you thought organ, hardwire that memory right into the grey data sponge so it will never leave you. Do the same for the relationship's worst moment. You must never forget it – the worst moment of your relationship must hang in your recollection wardrobe - like that coat hanger that's traveled with you from the protective womb of your parent's home, to that small, hot hall of residence room, to every student home you ever filthed up like the king of the sty, to each adultish bedroom you shared with no one, to the blissful double nest you feathered with that ex partner, and that one, and that one, to the one your clothes hang in now, the coat hanger from which your children, or your siblings or your friends or a stranger from Age Concern will remove your last item of clothing, place it in a black bin liner to deliver to a charity, the coat hanger that will be left behind to swing from side to side, slowing like a dying heart, a tired metronome, slowing, slowing, slowing until it rests, dead, like you – this memory must stay with you like that coat hanger. The best and worst moments of your experiences as a Single must be similarly recorded for your entire life.
Armed with these four memories, you can be truly happy whatever your situation.
quote:Originally posted by London: I want to talk about LOVE.
Alright alright. I'll help. I'm not in love with your sister in the way I use to be. I still remember things we did together and I feel a really good feeling inside. Like a warm tingling in my belly. I miss her too you know, but it's not the love I used to feel. It's more a kind of happy melancholy these days. Which I imagine is the beast way to be. no regret and fond memories. So maybe you should be good to yourself and stop wasting your emotions on some dude who was wholly a cock to you. Come on, wasn't he?
Last night I told my girlfriend that I loved her and she completely ignored me because her housemate was telling a sexual anecdote. It doesn't really matter either way does it?...if I say it or not, but I have to act pissed off to show how important it is. She wrote to me this morning, simply writing 'Michael..' and I had to resist the urge to be a cock by writing 'correct..' as a reply. She has used it to her advantage though by saying she has tonsillitis so I wrote her back with loads of affection and cures for her ails. Are any other girls on the forum manipulative emotion cows? How do you do it?
quote:Originally posted by London: Is everyone in the world still in love with their ex, or is it just me, you, and everyone we know?
Last time I met up with my ex - about three months ago - I spent the entire evening being either bored or irritated by her, or both. The evening ended when, mid-way through her telling an anecdote about some guy she'd "made" fall in love with her, I blurted out 'Good God, I'm so glad I split up with you'. I didn't mean to put it so bluntly; it was just the thought that had been twitching away at the forefront of my mind for the entire evening and my conversation had lapsed to the point where it just kind of fell out. Obviously her next question was "What on earth do you mean by that?" I kind of shrugged, figuring there was not point in back tracking now that it was out there and said "Just that - you know - listening to you go on about this, it makes me wonder what I ever saw in you," again - not said to be cruel; just an honest answer. So we finished our drinks in silence and then I went home. In fact I left the pub at about 9.00 in the evening, which is almost without precedent for me. Anyway. Now she keeps ringing and asking when we can meet up again, and I have to keep making excuses ("Sorry - I'm busy that week: I'm meeting Libby for a drink). I did promise her, when we broke up, that we'd always be friends and that she could always rely on me to be there for her. I feel bad for breaking that promise, and for turning my back on someone who was once very dear to me, but honestly, she's just too awful these days for me to want to even contemplate spending time with.