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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Once when travelling he was sharing a mixed dorm somewhere in the far east. One fateful night he and his travelling companion went out and got horribly drunk, before stumbling back and passing out in their beds.
Travelling companion has, it seems, had a little too much and in the middle of the night his bladder let out and he pissed himself. Annoying for him, certainly, however it was more annoying for the French girl in the bunk below who got an impromptu golden shower.
This annoyed her, but she brushed herself down and flipped her mattress onto the floor on the other side of the room and retreated to the land of nod. that is until, the my friend in his drunken state knelt up in his bed, whipped out his nob and pissed all over her again, before passing out. poor, poor girl, at least she was French and probably used to the smell.
Tell me about when you've soiled yourself either urinally, feacally or vomitously
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 10:30, 133 replies, latest was 16 years ago)
"Meh, they need a wash anyway and it should be quite absorbent...it'll be like pissing into a barrel of Tena pads..."
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:51, Reply)
They never found out it was mine though, it turns out you can't really dust for vomit
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 10:40, Reply)
it will wipe out crime
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 10:49, Reply)
When jokes could be made without humourless chumps picking them apart :-)
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 10:50, Reply)
I'm choosing to believe thus far that I can communicate in Off Topic without being a shit. Is this level of naivety soon to be driven from me like a great big car?
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:03, Reply)
between good-natured ribbing & ranting about things that annoy you, and being an actual shit to real people on here.
In my own deluded world I hope to be classed amongst the former rather than the latter. This may be wholly inaccurate but that is at least my intention.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:07, Reply)
and I'll let you off because you are clearly an addlepated lackwit
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:08, Reply)
Otherwise I've always found your comments to be humourous with smidgens of offensiveness rather than the other way round
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:10, Reply)
The Arena metal documentary screened in the late 80s.
Dickinson is on an exercise bike, topless, in Union Jack shorts.
In best Colin Hunt voice: 'Huh! I've never got into the rock'n'roll lifestyle me. I just don't understand it' - cut to his collection of KISS memorabilia, and then to him fencing in a pair of tights.
What a legend, sorry, BELLend.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:18, Reply)
I'd have thought 'what a legend' rather than 'what a bellend' because I'd rather that than him being a total twat
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:25, Reply)
is Bill Oddie. Not what I want from my rock legends, thank you.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:40, Reply)
I'll forgive you for blatantly fancying terminally uncool IT department bellend Dickinson for that.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:13, Reply)
I think he's awesome. After watching Flight 666 my opinion of everyone in Maiden shot up, because they are all such dudes. Particularly Adrian Smith.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:15, Reply)
tell me who you think is a sublime singer with a great sense of style and showmanship. And the answer David Bowie isn't allowed
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:30, Reply)
and I like Led Zeppelin. But nothing on this earth would make me credit Robert Plant with extreme helpings of those qualities mentioned above.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:37, Reply)
and that includes Maiden, Metallica, Alice Cooper, Dio, Deep Purple, Tool and many others from different genres whose names escape me.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:39, Reply)
of seeing him live sadly, so it could be that. My dad did though and he thought he was pretty ace
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:41, Reply)
and I suspect it will forever be the best gig I've ever seen.
His voice is incredible live, even more so than on record and I'd never really experienced it before, but he just exudes this aura of awesomeness.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:43, Reply)
I'd certainly go see if I had the opportunity, but a quick glance on his website reveals only a US tour
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:46, Reply)
I'd kill to see him and Alison Krauss in concert. I suspect that it might make me weep tears of joy.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:48, Reply)
like I've missed out on a lot of good stuff by virtue of youth (not even that young)
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:53, Reply)
I'm 28 though, and started my gig attendance quite late, so there is still time.
Trouble is, the real legends who are left are starting to get on a bit now. I've just been lucky I think.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:58, Reply)
Motorhead etc, but as I think I mentioned once Iron Maiden are absolutely jinxed for me
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:00, Reply)
or me and my mrs will not be impressed
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:03, Reply)
could do anything to me that I would not be doing to myself if that happened. But it it makes you feel better the things that have prevented me from seeing have only happened to me, rather than preventing the band playing to all the other people with tickets
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:07, Reply)
both the perfect singers for their style, both excellent musicians at the same time and neither of them an embarrassing uncool knob. A million, million miles away from Dickinson's excruciating personality.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:38, Reply)
Dickinson perfectly suits their music, which is a technically good, yet kind of tongue-in-cheek type of thing.
and if you don't like that, you won't like him.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:40, Reply)
An accomplished bass guitarist (i.e., not Sting) is the anchorpoint for the band's rhythm section, and the more modest counterpart to the show-off on lead guitar.
Vipros is going to post that cartoon now, isn't he?
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:53, Reply)
You can't dent my pride now: I had a truly awesome spell on bass at a blues jam in Soho last night.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:56, Reply)
also, I love playing bass, especially jamming crazy stuff.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:57, Reply)
I always suspected you really wanted to trade in that gorgeous Strat for a Fender Precision...
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:00, Reply)
I've got a Stingray copy, and if I got an expensive bass it'd be a Stingray. Bass player in my band has a gorgeous purple Stingray. A snip at £1600
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:03, Reply)
I've always been put off by the position of the pickup though: I've never really taken to bridge-position pickups on basses. However this is doubtless a bias from years of playing a Precision copy, and I know you can get variants with a 2nd pickup. Probably shouldn't knock it until I've tried it.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:09, Reply)
and the necks are very nice.
I can't say I have enough experience on the bass to have considered pickup position
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:10, Reply)
has neck and bridge pickups. I guess it depends what sound you're after, but I've found that for all the combinations of sounds it produces, the only worthwhile one is the neck pickup alone. Though it does have a much smaller body and neck profile than a Precision or a Stringray, so that might have something to do with it.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:16, Reply)
nice bass to play
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:22, Reply)
Really easy to get your hands around. Still, every band I've played with has said they preferred the sound of the Precision to the Aria. Again, maybe it's just down to playing style, but the Aria just doesn't have quite the same clout to it. Still lovely to play though...
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:30, Reply)
the fundamental divide here Monty is that you need some level of 'cool' in a standardly defined sense from your rock icons, whereas I don't as such. And while I'm hardly an authority on Hendrix apart from his music I think he's a bit of a twat (unsure what tense to use there.)
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:44, Reply)
Hendrix (upon whom I really am something of an authority) had some weaknesses - he found it hard to say no to people and was easily pushed around, but I challenge you to find a single account of a contemporary of his saying anything other than that he was a really, really nice, shy, pleasant man.
He also had more talent in his little toe than pretty much any other musician that I'm aware of. Maybe Miles Davis was as able, but I know nothing of him or his work, I confess.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:47, Reply)
it's personal opinion. What I've read (obviously I'm too young to have seen him) and what I've heard simply strikes no chords.
I think that was a bad pun, but anyhow the point stands. My grounds for rejecting Hendrix as a personal icon (though obviously musically brilliant) are personal ones.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:52, Reply)
I share with every single person who has ever had anything to say about the man.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:59, Reply)
and I can't recall ever hearing anyone say anything about his personality (other than you of course)
this may shock you Monty, but while I obviously have an appreciation of how awesome he was, aside from a select few, I don't really care to listen to his stuff.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:00, Reply)
Pretty much this. Sorry Monty but being in complete agreement with everyone else simply isn't cool remember ;)
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:02, Reply)
I've based my opinions on years of researching contemporary accounts, you've classed him as a 'twat' based on, it seems, nothing at all.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:13, Reply)
like him enough to do research into him. I don't think anything about him seemed especially likable or decent or warranting further enquiry into someone whose music while as I said brilliant, leaves me emotionally cold and un-connected with it
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:16, Reply)
I could watch him perform or listen to his records all day long. To my ears his work creates almost a year 0 for rock, like years BC or AD. The studio innovation and stylistic variety in his output, not to mention the technical ability simply amazes me.
Each to their own, of course. When my father played me Hendrix when I was about 7 or 8 I was floored. No-one since has affected me anywhere near as much.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:12, Reply)
and there are a number of his songs that I really really love.
I think it is probably the case that I don't know enough of his stuff, and the ones I do know are the obvious ones which get overplayed.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:14, Reply)
on the BBC sessions LP to be the best guitar playing, by anyone, ever.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:16, Reply)
I assume you've heard the recent album. I've heard a few bits, and have to say that the version of Sunshine of your love is fucking awful.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:20, Reply)
'St Pancras' by Quintessence as a strong contender for that title. For all the daft mystic chanting, Alan Mostert did play some superb lead guitar. But that recording of 'Driving South' is excellent - is that BBC session worth having on the whole?
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:27, Reply)
definately the best Jaws joke of the day
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:17, Reply)
I think it's actually broken, seems shorter than it was before.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:20, Reply)
I'd just thought people hadn't been clicking and things had been falling off the bottom because they were old
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:21, Reply)
although chompy's jaws joke is at the top, which I hate to say it, is probably where it should be
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:34, Reply)
and you can't argue with popular opinion.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:36, Reply)
I'm fucking hammered on vodka. See you tomorrow.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 10:55, Reply)
In an hour I was vomited on, bled on and pissed on yesterday. All for minimum wage. I love my job. Got a seat on the tube home though.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 10:57, Reply)
You should dawb yourself with fake entrails every day in order to ensure a seat!
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:33, Reply)
I mixed two sleeping pills with four pint-cans of Stella. Classy, I know. Unfortunately the pills were very effective muscle relaxants too and I thoroughly pissed myself in my mate's van.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 10:55, Reply)
My favourite tale concerns Rob Way, who passed out hammered in my friend's bedroom which was full of people having a good old session. He suddenly stood up shakily and pulled open a chest of drawers, and began undoing his flies.
'Rob! ROB! What the fuck are you doing?'
'It's alright' he said conspiratorially, 'everyone's doing it'.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 10:56, Reply)
www.b3ta.com/questions/prejudice/post684581
I love the reply
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:05, Reply)
and all but one were in the safe confines of the bathroom, neatly into the toilet like the ladylike creature I am.
The unfortunate other time was when I was 16 and I'd gone out drinking for the first time and discovered that Smirnoff Ice tastes just like lemonade. I obviously had no concept of my tolerance and vommed up my friend's dining room wall. Her boyfriend at the time thought a lot of himself and said he would help clean it up, but didn't want to get vomit on his shirt, so he took it off, displaying his pride and joy six pack. I vommed on him.
Then I vommed in the sink but the plug was in so one of the other lads had to reach in and unplug it. I wasn't very popular at the time.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:11, Reply)
And if memory serves me correctly I'd had tomato-based pasta for tea and was wearing white trousers.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:20, Reply)
This unfortunately was not enough to hold in the pressure of my vom, all it did was angle it upwards with such force that I ralphed on the ceiling.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:23, Reply)
I once had the (dis)pleasure of having a friend lean over and throw up on me an entire afternoons worth of junk food when we were teenagers. This was bad enough but we were on the waltzers at the time and the centrifugal forces pushed the vom out in swirly patterns. I did well to keep my lunch down. I doubt I would manage it these days.
I had to walk through the theme park whilst parents herded their children away from the scary walking mound of sick.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:20, Reply)
One day I got up extra early to do my paper round, jumped off the top bunk and went skidding along the lino where the trail of puke had been deposited. I shot out a hand to grab the door handle to stop myself going through the window, and found that it too, was covered in cold vomit.
He really was, and still is, a disgusting cunt.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:18, Reply)
So it did feel very like a dorm.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:24, Reply)
I had a nightmare and peed on my cousin who was staying over.
She woke up thinking she was sweating.
I had to inform her that she was not.
I was three.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:27, Reply)
"I regret to inform you that the substance you have mistaken for perspiration is in fact my own micturate."
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:48, Reply)
in front of my grandmother. We're quite a formal family so this was a real gaffe. Unfortunately for her she found this so funny she promtly pissed herself, and scuttled off, returning to the table a few minutes later in a different pair of trousers. It was brilliant.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:33, Reply)
to become a grandma at 22...
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 11:50, Reply)
Salmonella once from eating a dodgy reheated burger at a fuckawful pub on the Isle of Man. My father, being the alcoholic knobhead he was, refused to take me to the hospital as it would cut in to his drinking time, even though his daughter had turned in to some sort of hideous cannon-from-both-ends special effects machine. He only relented when I started shitting blood and was so dehydrated and manky I couldn't move. And even then he bunged me in a taxi and stayed in the pub.
It was quite possibly the least fun I've ever had in my life.
(, Wed 7 Apr 2010, 12:36, Reply)
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