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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Thank Crunchy. (The chocolate bar, not 'Crunchy the Donkey Brays Elgar', HMHB fans.)
In replies I'm going to show you a photo.
As some of you know I'm looking after someone's house and cats because members of her family seem to be dying left, right and centre and she can't be here.
Well, some time last week I was sitting on her toilet with the door open (well there's nobody to see me) and in a little nook in the wall outside in the hall (probably a former air-vent) I spot something. Now I was only having a wee, but it nearly made me do a poo...
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:29, 60 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
But you don't understand, her and her husband are really organised. That should not be in a hole in the wall on the ground floor!
It would be in the basement where the entrance to the garden is, or it would be in the greenhouse or the garage. Or even the kitchen, where they have some plants.
I thought ghosties had put it there, or that it was the lady herself letting me know she knows my B3ta name haha!
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:35, Reply)
It's the ghosts telling you that they know your B3ta name. Don't say anything bad about them.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:37, Reply)
Bearing in mind my flat is the top two floors of the same building, I have long since made my peace with the possible bumps in the night. Just in case they exist!
It's like the time we saw big industrial drums with my real name on, and as me and my mate wove through the industrial estates to get a closer look, it became clear that these drums housed a product known as 'Extreme lubritection'.
That's right. My real name is synonimous with extreme lubritection, whatever that is.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:41, Reply)
www.flickr.com/photos/24db/428451194/
And this www.flickr.com/photos/darrellg/3159756000/
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:48, Reply)
There was a film on Five yesterday afternoon called 'Noel'. I'm quite confident that it was ghosts messing with the tv scheduling in order to freak me out. In other news, my income has suddenly increased by 60%. This pleases me greatly and I keep doing a little dance.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:42, Reply)
I will deposit the funds accordinglys.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:47, Reply)
Noel, you don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Noel, you don't have to wear that suit tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:11, Reply)
Actually, that would explain the sudden increase in income.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:14, Reply)
It would solve all my problems.
As long as I got mates rates.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:15, Reply)
*wears dunce hat*
I've got to be really in the mood for a Crunchie.
EDIT: The Elgar-braying donkey is 'Crunchy' though.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:50, Reply)
Ruiners of mouth-roofs and fillings alike.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:53, Reply)
and they soften up nicely.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 8:54, Reply)
Jesus fucking Christ.
Just when you think the pinnacle of self-styled wackiness has been scaled, another lofty peak presents itself...
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:07, Reply)
I've got "I Hate Nerys Hughes" on full blast - it's got everything, it's really funny, wacky and crazy - it's just the sort of thing me and my other kerayzee student mates listen to before we go out in Rag Week.
You wouldn't believe some of the things we get up to!!!!!!
We're MAD!!!!!!!
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:18, Reply)
Stop missing the point you narky arld bastid!
And good morning to you.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:21, Reply)
I concede I am a touch narky today.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:40, Reply)
When my dad's being grumpy we bite his t-shirt and worry him.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:52, Reply)
I'm not in a combative mood Today.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:50, Reply)
I have a hangover and my self loathing will do the job for you.
But yes - my strikethrough skills...
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:53, Reply)
...but there is no need to try and justify it to the narky shirter. He is in one of his moods and needs a change of medication.
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:51, Reply)
Today is my day off. I decided to get up early, have a healthy breakfast and head to the gym. Just before I've left though I've stupidly checked my emails (work emails come through as well). That spastic girl in my office has sent a disagreeing e-mail in an attempt to look smart. There was no need and seems to think that catching people out on small technicalities which practically make no difference somehow makes you smarter.
I basically e-mailed her back saying fuck off, but there is this brand of people who's goal in life is to contribute nothing while arguing with everything, however small.
Gawd now I'm off to the gym to row some boats and later "doing" lunch with t'bird!
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:16, Reply)
Welcome to the internet...
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:17, Reply)
I was forced to chose between running over a badger corpse or hitting a HGV at 70mpg.
I really hope running over a badger isn't some kind of ghostly message to me :(
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 9:42, Reply)
For some reasome the above always reminds me of Gonz saying it in a fairly high pitched voice
(, Fri 12 Mar 2010, 10:34, Reply)
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