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( , Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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I'm bored.
I'm going home at 4, but that leaves me with just over an hour to kill.
You bastards had better be entertaining. cos if you're not.....
edit: better ask something I guess...
Tell me something interesting about yourself. Something not many people know. Do you have a special talent?
I quite surprise people by being able to put my leg behind my head. The surprise comes because I am a 6'2 bloke who weighs about 14 stone.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 14:58, 64 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Begin with paperclips.
Make sure you label each so there's no confusion.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:00, Reply)

There's no food in here though.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:09, Reply)

Mine's No Other Way by Jack Johnson.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:02, Reply)

my favourites are either (at the moment): Diamonds on the soles of her shoes by Paul Simon, a blues song in D that I wrote or Oh Well by Fleetwood Mac
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:04, Reply)

is one of my favourite songs ever!
Linky to best tab please?
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:07, Reply)

but it plays it most of the way through
www.ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/p/paul_simon/diamonds_on_the_soles_of_her_shoes_tab.htm
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:13, Reply)

by the Levellers is also a lovely song to play due to the strange chords used. One ia like a Dminor played the Astring open and 3 frets back - I can't remember what its called, and the other is like an upside down Fmajor, with both E strings played open.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:21, Reply)

not chords that I know though.
I tend to stick to fairly straightforward ones.
and face-melting guitar soloes
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:29, Reply)

www.ultimate-guitar.com/tabs/l/levellers/hard_fight_crd.htm
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:30, Reply)

I used to do it while wiggling my eyebrows and flaring my nostrils to try and make friends
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 20:30, Reply)

Shake my pupils (I mean my eyes of course, it's hard to describe), wiggle my ears and raise eyebrows independently.
All of the above can be performed at the same time for maximum "wtf?"
Also, I was once on Blue Peter
[edit] gawd damn you Ed, beat me by a minute or so
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:04, Reply)

b3tamax
but you win for being on blue peter. did you get to shag konnie huq?
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:06, Reply)

Well before the Huq, this was back in my school days when Anthea Turner, Tim someone and the black chick were running things.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:07, Reply)

of Marvin the Martian saying "ooh this makes me very angry".
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:04, Reply)

I would have to replace James Woods saying
"ooh, piece of candy!"
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:09, Reply)

It doesn't really work online though.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:06, Reply)

Online.
And this meat puppet is all about secrecy. If I can find something I'll gaz you, old boy.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:10, Reply)

I physically cant sit crossed-legged, just keep rolling backwards. Much to the ammusement of most people I know
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:07, Reply)

is in Manchester. That's what mobile phones and Youtube were made for. That and fat people falling over things.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:16, Reply)

So people can watch me struggle to sit??
Yeah Manchester is far far away... ill see if I can find a vid somewhere
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:26, Reply)

On how much had been drunk.
And where the bash was.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:57, Reply)

I get all shy when meeting new peeps thou, hence t'interweb
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 16:15, Reply)

blow air out through my tear ducts.
Sing any note from A (an octave and a third below middle C) to high C (two octaves above middle C) with ease.
Cause near-death experiences (was giving a flute recital a few years ago in a church, hit a long, held high note during a particularly poignant bit, heard a bit of a commotion at the back of the church, and later found out the frequency had fucked up some old bugger's pacemaker. Oops. My recitals should come with health warnings).
EDIT: and I can write really filthy, explicit grot.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:34, Reply)

have you ever thought of offering your services as a weapon?
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:38, Reply)

of aural torture? My voice is quite pleasant actually. Unless I'm drunkenly singing along to Aqualung (the Jethro Tull song, not the band).
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:58, Reply)

but if you can do funny things to a pacemaker there's got to be some use for it on the modern battlefield.
I fucking love that Jethro Tull song :-D
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 17:04, Reply)

That's some vocal range.
Some of the so-called sopranos I've worked from time to time with can barely sustain a high E (8 semitones below your top note). Admittedly they're not exactly classically trained, but still.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:38, Reply)

I have an A to B-flat range with ease but by fuck I'm glad I'm not doing the soprano stuff for my recital in november!
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 23:13, Reply)

That is one bitchin' range. Mine, well (or relatively well, I'm not a great singer) is about E below middle C to E octave above middle C, but when pushed I can get to the Bs on the outer edges of both.
S'not pretty though!
Special talent? I pick things up with my feet. And I once saw Tom Cruise in a supermarket.
I also have a "talent" for being funny unintentionally. I have toyed with idea of wanting to be a journalist, so at a careers evening, I got talking to a journalist, who has written for the Guardian. And towards the end of the conversation, he said "Well, you never know, we might see your name on the front page" I answered "Well, it would be good if you could spell it correctly"
I've got an odd, oft-mispelled/pronounced surname. Didn't realise I'd accidently made a Grauniad joke. I was about 14.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:47, Reply)

My right ear has a lump as a result of it ripping when some cunt pulled it when I was younger.
It makes quite an audible click now when its wiggled.
Also, I can hang 1.5Kg off my nipple - tested during my student days.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 15:50, Reply)

I missed the bus and therefore the casting session.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 17:13, Reply)

along with son #1. We had to dress up in 1940s clothes and pretend to pick hops. It was incredibly boring. I've seen the film, that's also incredibly boring and all that appears of us is the son's bum.
Nice.
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 17:41, Reply)

The ringtone on my phone is a tweaked sample from "Short Skirt, Long Jacket"
...and a voice that is dark like tinted glass
( , Fri 29 May 2009, 18:03, Reply)
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