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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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When advertising becomes such an interesting point of cultural reference that enough people would sign a PR based petition to get a catchphase legally recognised as a word.
In other word based news, I remeber that program Balderdash and Piffle and they discovered that the phrase a ploughmans lunch was from an advertising campaign for cheese in the 70's.
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 9:43, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
at least that fucking vauxhall "Come on!" thing didn't catch on. and the budweiser thing went away quite quickly.
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 9:45, Reply)
will often be taken as true, who would argue that ploughmen didn't take a hunk of bread and some cheese into the field for lunch?
In the same way how could you argue that the US government wasn't involved in 9/11 it's soo obvious.
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 9:48, Reply)
despite having a fucking Coren on it.
And your comment on this PR driven 'phenomenon' summarises my feelings exactly. Doomed.
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 9:49, Reply)
Giles had a good piece last week about the Kate Moss "scandle" of her saying "nothing tastes as good as thin feels".
This sounds like a good mantra to live by in this age of burgoning obsesity, he also pointed out that the paper that shouted the loudest was runnning an article on the same day about a celebrity that had lost 8st and how misaerable she was when she was fat and how brilliant it now is to be thin!
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 9:53, Reply)
As long as you're not creating health issues and you're happy with yourself then you're actual weight/mass is irrelevant.
I've always been really thin naturally, now I'm a little older I'm growinga little pot belly which is massivley unattractive!
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 10:01, Reply)
I think I may need to get another B3ta badge made.
The B3ta ladies male pot bellies appreciation society.
I can't be the only one.
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 10:09, Reply)
So my mrs isn't a weirdo for enjoying my hirsute gut cushion? Bonus.
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 10:17, Reply)
you wouldn't like him any more, I promise.
A more pompous helmet you will struggle to find, anywhere.
EDIT: now's your chance: www.guardian.co.uk/media/2008/jul/23/mediamonkey
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 10:01, Reply)
'3) And worst of all. Dumbest, deafest, shittest of all, you have removed the unstressed 'a' so that the stress that should have fallen on "nosh" is lost, and my piece ends on an unstressed syllable. When you're winding up a piece of prose, metre is crucial. Can't you hear? Can't you hear that it is wrong? It's not fucking rocket science. It's fucking pre-GCSE scansion. I have written 350 restaurant reviews for The Times and i have never ended on an unstressed syllable. Fuck. fuck, fuck, fuck.'
Do know what else isn't 'fucking rocket science', you blithering imbecile? Knowing the appropriate spelling of 'meter' when talking about language. FAIL.
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 10:07, Reply)
and I'd phone Giles halfway through, just to upset him, shouting 'IT'S NOT FUCKING ROCKET SCIENCE, I'M FUCKING YOUR SISTER UP THE FUCKING ARSE'
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 10:13, Reply)
you monumental twat. my nearest colleague already thinks I'm mental.
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 10:14, Reply)
Perhaps she could explain to you the origins of the word bugger during.
(, Thu 26 Nov 2009, 10:21, Reply)
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