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I know this because I've been spammed by bunches.co.uk, PayPal and Inter-Flora all telling me.
What reminders have you been sent recently that you don't care for?
Alt: If you could have written/performed on one song, what song would you have liked to have written or performed on and why?
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:15, 134 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
I can't help but to think that's more than a little optimistic both on Apple's part and (should they exist) a loved one's part too.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:19, Reply)
I can't afford my own iPad or MBA, no way could I get a fictional entity one.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:30, Reply)
and in the build up to it his sister had contacted a load of us on facebook to suggest we might like to club together and get him an ipad.
fortunately we all agreed, as did my mate, that we'd never heard anything so preposterous
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:39, Reply)
We'd all club together to get something big, like an iPod or motorbike lessons. I chucked in 10-20 quid each time, then when it came to my birthday I got NOTHING. Cunts.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:43, Reply)
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:47, Reply)
was when a mate at university turned 21 and we got him a silver cigarette case and put 21 perfectly rolled joints in it.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:50, Reply)
we have never bought each other a birthday card, let alone a present.
Why on earth would we start now? Either it would set an unfortunate precedent, or some people would get left out, as you did.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:48, Reply)
Most years one of them would forget mine, but last year they all did. One of them a month later even commented on how shit it was that everyone forgot, and said he'd get me a late present. Never materialised.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:57, Reply)
Fuck all.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:04, Reply)
or is she just trying to turn him with her choice of present?
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:50, Reply)
she's getting married soon and has asked my band to play a bit at her wedding before the main band, which is fine. They asked us to do some covers, which we don't do, and the day after our singer drunkenly suggested we could write them a song (he's an idiot too) she sent him an email with about an A4 pages worth of stuff about how they met...
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:59, Reply)
Saying that if I sent my hypothetical loved one a bunch of roses through them, I could have a piece of software for free. Oddly enough I can't see that deal getting many takers.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:47, Reply)
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:27, Reply)
then it's too long
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:37, Reply)
I told it to fuck off and was therefore an hour late for work. Fortunately no-one seems to have noticed or cared.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:25, Reply)
my brain said "snooze", but my body said "no, turn it off, go back to sleep"
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:30, Reply)
Given how poor my eyesight is I was really fucking pleased with that
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:32, Reply)
I have a hot roast pork, apple sauce and stuffing baguette.
I'm pretty fucking pleased about that
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:35, Reply)
But I would nonetheless trade it for yours in a heartbeat
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:44, Reply)
and has improved my general outlook no end
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:49, Reply)
Leftover home-made aubergine and coconut curry with two different rices. Reading what you just posted on any other day this week would have sent me straight to the ludicrously overpriced deli up the road/your current location with a gun (dependent on finances)
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:54, Reply)
i get about a million reminders that i don't really need or want, thank you very much, marks & spencers and the rest of you.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:29, Reply)
Surely there's a niche in the market for a consideration or sensitivity spam filter?
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:31, Reply)
it really really sucks. hey, my day is going ok, stuck at work and really busy but i've got drinks tonight and the boy just texted and it's all good, then BAM. a massive floral message that basically says:
JUST IN CASE YOU HAD FORGOTTEN FOR ONE SECOND OF ONE MINUTE OF THE DAY, YOUR MOTHER DIED AND YOU'LL NEVER GET TO SEE HER OR HEAR HER VOICE OR SPOIL HER EVER EVER EVER AGAIN, HAHAHAHAHA.
sorry, got a bit wound up there! i just fucking hate them.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:34, Reply)
I'd like to say I completely understand but realistically I can't possibly. I'm really sorry that these things happen and that they make your day rubbish. If I knew anything about computers I'd try to filter such messages out. By sending an army of Cylons to kill the bastards.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:41, Reply)
to move any email which contains the words "mothers day" to your spam mail folder.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:45, Reply)
will check this out, it really does ruin my day from about 15 feb to 20 march!
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:54, Reply)
is it a "LARPING" joke?
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:01, Reply)
I'm saying Yahoo email is shit, and you should get a Gmail/Googlemail account.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:05, Reply)
If it isn't pink she doesn't want to know.
That's why she loves vagina so much.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:07, Reply)
Donno what stage I'm at, it changes all the time, but when I went to see Dad's stone over the weekend (the first time I've been at a non-anerversary), he stopped haunting my dreams and I have been able to sleep again this week.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:50, Reply)
until i lost my mum, the worst thing that had ever happened to me was not getting into oxford or failing my driving test the first time around, and they seemed insurmountable.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:54, Reply)
The chances are, within reason, that the worst thing that has happened to you so far will provoke similar reactions and emotions no matter how bad it is, and people handle things differently. The human mind has an amazing ability to recover from emotional catastrophe over time. Thank fuck.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:06, Reply)
I don't really have a lot of work to do, so I'm deliberately not doing any.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:01, Reply)
I am repressing my anxiety and forming a ball of defensive aggression that will no doubt burst forth on the tube later.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:05, Reply)
I hope you punch someone in the balls. Or shout at a tourist.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:06, Reply)
Let's say you have a cold, and I have aids, it's not like me having aids is a cure for your cold and you'll no longer feel the effects of it.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:03, Reply)
Can't you just move on and get over it, it's not like it just happened.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:51, Reply)
and the memory of this makes me look at you and burst into inconsolable tears, you're going to feel like the massive insensitive lump of bastardness that you pretend to be...
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:53, Reply)
But, if you were to get all tearful, I could do my best to console you and accidently grope you.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:55, Reply)
Cheer her up by doing impressions of her zombie-mum in front of her.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:58, Reply)
Nothing cheers up the bereaved than receiving a crudely drawn picture of their loved one painted green and lusting after brains.
I for one was most upset that nobobdy sent me any in 2009 when several of my relatives carked it.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:00, Reply)
that this really made me laugh
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:01, Reply)
It was worth it though, because he forgot my brother was there. The look on his face after I said, 'Of course, you checked out how upset and angry my brother might be about that,' was lovely.
My brother is a b3tan - he wasn't bothered in the least.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:03, Reply)
I told my Dad that story and then forgot to point you out to him at my birthday party.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:06, Reply)
But clearly he didn't realise it was me who was the subject of that story.
Just as well or he might have used his bionic knee on my delicate area.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:08, Reply)
I'm sure he won't mind driving around until he spots you.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:12, Reply)
I miss the good old days when you and lusty were here lots and we could be bitchy together.
*glees about next Thursdy*
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:21, Reply)
*glees also*
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:23, Reply)
Fucking made up gash.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:33, Reply)
but that's because our anniversary is four days before Valentine's. Nine years that poor woman's been putting up with me. Less for armed robbery, etc
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:46, Reply)
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That's got to count for something.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:52, Reply)
and what woman doesn't look for that in a man?
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:52, Reply)
Every time I look in the mirror I am reminded that my golden youth ended decades ago.
Every time I get home from work I am reminded that I have royally fucked up my life and failed utterly to live up to my potential and consequently live in a grubby shoe box without even a spare bedroom for my child from (one of) my failed relationship(s).
I really do not wish to continue in this tedious emo vein so I shall shut up.
I'd have liked to have written some fucking bent shit like Imagine by John pissing Lennon because I could do with the royalties.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:50, Reply)
On the other hand, you have frequently spoken of how absolutely blessed you are to have said child, failed relationship or no. I'm led to believe that you are irritatingly handsome and look significantly younger than your years. Your youth doesn't need to end any sooner than you're ready for it to and judging oneself against the concept of potential is a fool's errand. The only people who end up feeling good about themselves when attempting to define how well they've performed against expectations are cunts like Sir Alan Sugar.
So cheer the fuck up or I'll bum you into the middle of next week
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:05, Reply)
You are wholly correct in what you say. Especially about the handsomeness, it complements my modesty perfectly.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:07, Reply)
If I sense your forced grin falter even for a minute I'll unzip with great vengeance and furious anger.
I don't mean to belittle your concerns in any way Monty, we all have those days where the problems are mounting like a porn star on crack. My attitude is always that I could usually do with a slap whenever I get like that. I won't be in he slightest bit offended if you tell me to fuck off (obviously)
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:14, Reply)
it's fucking bent most years and this year more than most.
/bitter
Errrrrm water company sent me a reminder for £80, does that count? Also I was reminded quite recently that if you only ever expect people to be decent human beings then you are bound to be disappointed, and sooner rather than later.
Journey - Don't Stop Believing. I fucking despise the cover versions but they must be earning it a mint in royalties, adn the original was great.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:53, Reply)
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:59, Reply)
it's not for another 2 and a half months though!
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:59, Reply)
although i can imagine it will be quite gossipy and somewhat loud and excitable and very very drunken!
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(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:03, Reply)
and tell you about them, but provide you with no photographic evidence. Cos girls are nice like that.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:04, Reply)
we will just speculate about what each of the boys would be like in the sack. and rank them in order of fuckability.
something like that.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:16, Reply)
because you are in the tripod of lust and therefore know you'd be in the top 3 rows!
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:18, Reply)
My lack of self esteem makes me think I would not be an entirely universal choice for the top 3.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:22, Reply)
It came with a massive badge. Which I think she will find endearing.
I think I may also buy her a bottle of pink fizzy wine as I mentioned it the other day and she looked annoyed when I said it was a stupid marketing ploy.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 11:57, Reply)
But, you know, in for a penny, in for a pound.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:00, Reply)
It's SisterBella's 19th today. Which has reminded me how much of a useless cunt I truly am, I can't even afford to get my ace little sister a birthday present. It's properly killing me, I'd give her the cunting moon on a stick if I could, but I can't even spare a fiver for a basic pressie. I can't even afford a fucking card.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:03, Reply)
by cutting the pictures out of free newspapers and creating a montage of words which represent how you feel about her.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:05, Reply)
"vodka swilling slag, but in a good way" in free papers.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:07, Reply)
and create a charming poison pen card
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:25, Reply)
I love my little sis, she's my favourite person to swill vodka with.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:27, Reply)
How I don't know, since I deleted them all. Grrrrr!
Funny how no-one was interested while I was there.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:04, Reply)
but since my profile is completely blank apart from a username and location, I must be attracting some really fucking desperate people. Better off out of it, I think.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2011, 12:10, Reply)
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