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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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both of them are very good loud angry driving songs.
i am in a mood this morning because the stupid window cleaners dropped soapy water on my head on the way into the office. it has dried into horrible stiff spikes :(
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:01, 7 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
humph
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:05, Reply)
Thank you for the timesaving tip
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:03, Reply)
pop, dance, rock, indie, alternative, classical. broadly vanilla would be a fair description of my ipod.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:04, Reply)
I could have played that at my club night and had 150+ goths stomping along to it.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:12, Reply)
It has a stompy bassline to it. I could mix that into countless Industrial/Aggrotech songs.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:14, Reply)
Although we weren't brave enough to try playing it before everyone was hammered.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:17, Reply)
And cheesy shite like Scooter, 2 Unlimited and a techno remix of "I've got a brand new combine harvester".
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:20, Reply)
I was aching for someone to have the nerve to play it last InFest
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:18, Reply)
You'd have to play it at a time when everyone was leathered.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:21, Reply)
Everyone's leathered by tea time
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:23, Reply)
Ok, that's mainly the London crowd, the sneering gobshites.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:24, Reply)
You mean the cunts who're so scene that they only go to InFest to wear ludicrously expensive clothes that serve no purpose outside of the festival and take the piss out of people who're only there to see their mates, dance and have a good time. Like me. How fucking dare I consider having fun more important than living the cyber life.
Apart from anything else, this year will be my 9th InFest, so they can fuck the fuck off
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:32, Reply)
I had one sneer at me in Slimes because I said I wasn't from London. I yelled expletives in his face.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:36, Reply)
EDIT ooh this would work as a reply to Lab too.
Slimelight is fucking shit.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:39, Reply)
Last time was in 2002. Very proud of my record since then. Was on MDs both times. You'd have to be, wouldn't you
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:47, Reply)
that one that goes on about red wiiine (no, i am NOT thinking of ub40) and pokerface.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:10, Reply)
Yes you're thinking of Just Dance, but it also crops up on Poison by Nicole Scherzinger, About A Girl by the Sugababes, and that's just off the top of my head.
It's things like this, isn't it?
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:15, Reply)
No they won't. I am under no illusions that I am an acquired taste
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:24, Reply)
My loo is still broken so I went to Cafe Nero as usual and the bloody bog was out of order, there really was no time to search for another open establishment so I went home and had a dump in an M & S carrier bag...
This was both hilarious and horrific.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:07, Reply)
You can have a Marksies carrier bag though for next time
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:11, Reply)
Hahahahahahahhaahahahahahahahaahhah *deep breath* hahahahahahahahahahh
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:11, Reply)
Really the key to to find a bag without holes in the bottom
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:13, Reply)
who, i have only discovered since she left, once did the same thing on a roll of newspaper ON MY SPARE ROOM FLOOR because she couldn't wait 2 mins for me to finish conditioning my hair.
fucking rank bitch!
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:16, Reply)
I did once have to clean up with a Christian newspaper that was in the bog; do yoiu think I'll be damned to hell to spend eternity with the shit deamon?
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:18, Reply)
and he shouted out "Can you bring me some toilet paper!" and the bitch came in and handed him a GLOSSY magazine and went off cackling to herself.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:20, Reply)
My mum catches her in the shed in the night nicking pizza and wine.
then when she gets totally caught she goes "Can I borrow some bread and toilet paper as well?"
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:23, Reply)
but she has told mutual friends because apparently she finds it hilarious.
i'd have chucked her out on the spot if i'd known, sod the protection from eviction act.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:22, Reply)
I know, awful.
Anyway the girls were doing manicures, putting on make up etc while the lads got fcuking trashed. One of the chaps got fed up with the boring girls ruining it all so he made a lovely salad for their dinner in an act of kindness...
Unfortunately for the girls he took a massive dump on it and presented in a silver service style!
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:27, Reply)
i think you'll find the technical term is. i've been to loads.
some were ok. some sucked royally.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:28, Reply)
I went on a lovely civilised hen weekend once, but even that took a sour turn at penis drinking straws and a cock cake.
I don't WANT to run round town with a load of harpies wearing sashes and personalised t-shirts.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:34, Reply)
My now wife, hired a massive house on the South coast, got 20 mates down and had BBQs, played on the beach and generally had a wee holiday!
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:36, Reply)
Nice place in the Cotwolds, wine tasting, people serving us dinner at the house. it was really cute.
But then came the cocks...
It was mostly boss though.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:45, Reply)
'cleaned'* my upstairs windows despite me forbidding them from going up there.
They got black blobs of water all over my dresser, my walls, and some of my toiletries and trinkets.
I'm putting a pit bull at the foot of the stairs next time.
*smeared blackness and made the windows dirtier. 100% fact and not internet exaggeration.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:09, Reply)
She grew up with servants and tons of 'staff', so she's totally comfortable with having the dirty little bastards walking round her bedrooms, but it makes my skin crawl. And my cat's in there too.
If they were nice men who did a good job it would be different, but they make it worse. I wash my own windows.
I've told her several times "Don't let them do my upstairs!" I hate them coming in at all but I think the kitchen and living room is a fair compromise.
If I tell her about the blobs she'll just go "Well i shall tell them not to do it next time." and look at me like I'm the nuisance. So I'm best to get them alone and say "Don't go up my stairs. Ever."
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:14, Reply)
lazy feckers, they'll be glad of the chance not to do it!
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:17, Reply)
But I reckon they're perverts. And stubborn ones at that.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:18, Reply)
Same as butchers.
I expounded my theory on butchers as perves in front of one of the bf's friends the other week. After a while someone else on the table told me his dad was a butcher.
I said "Sorry about that, but they're just cutting us up into succulent rumps and shoulders while they're looking at us..."
EDIT my best mate at primary school, her dad was a windowcleaner and my mum wouldn't have him. He turned out to be a molesterererer.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:27, Reply)
there is a restaurant in london where your tables are sort of above the kitchen so you can see them chopping up the cuts of meat.
who would go there?!
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:29, Reply)
butchery is a fanastic skill to know
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:31, Reply)
I've been getting better at touching raw meat but I don't think I want to. I've been touching sausages and bacon. Still can't touch chicken our red meat. I might stop again and go back to suing two forks to transport bacon to the grill.
Sorry. I know you hate meat, but I hate touching it.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:32, Reply)
when it's not all stringy and wet and like DEAD CORPSEY FLESH.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:36, Reply)
As it reminds me that someone is having a worse morning than me.
(, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 10:21, Reply)
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