I Hurt My Rude Bits, AgainMy commute to work was made excellent the other day when I saw a motorcyclist try to ride on the pavement to avoid a traffic queue, lose control, fall off and land bollock-first on a concrete bollard. He was fine, eventually – but tell us your tales of the old blinding agony to the gentleman's or gentlewoman's area.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
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So it's an incredibly weak re-hashing of Tzu's "reality versus fantasy" idea.A trope so worn out that it only really surfaces in pulp sci-fi.
And a social commentary? Really? On what, exactly? He's a cardboard caricature of a stereotype of something that never really existed and he nicked out of the film Wall Street.
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Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Tue 12 Mar 2013, 9:03,
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look, the point of literature is that you enjoy your own gains.alt: fuck off
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janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Tue 12 Mar 2013, 11:52,
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I don't know what those words in that order mean.Is it code?
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Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Tue 12 Mar 2013, 12:27,
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