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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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I forgot to call my taxi, so I'm going to have to stay here an extra hour (only one train per hour)
When was the last time you got stuck somewhere, and why?
Alt. Q: Anything, really, just keep me entertained.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:04, 124 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
once he's shot his bolt they have to stay there until he detumesces.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:08, Reply)
They stay stuck together for over an hour I think. It's to make sure that the males sperm is fully passed to the female and to also make sure that no other male has a shot straight after him.
/DavidAttenboroughBlog
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:17, Reply)
My neighbours dogs were yapping, so I said "I hate fucking dogs" to which my mate replied "Well don't do it then".
I said "But i'm Jeff the dog fucker!"
True story
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:10, Reply)
You claiming to be 'Jeff the dog fucker'?
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:12, Reply)
He knows B3ta so it was reasonably easy to explain.
What would have been harder to explain (had he been there) was when I laughed at the food magazine "YUM!" because I read it as "Your Mum!"
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:14, Reply)
I laughed and a middle-aged woman with an eye-patch looked at me confused. I had to fight the urge to say "Yarrrr!"
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:19, Reply)
my life is a veritable feast of non-internet adventures thankyouverymuch
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:21, Reply)
appear to consistently reference the internet. Case stands.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:24, Reply)
I instantly thought of Kitty and her "Nommy sammiches"
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:27, Reply)
I once managed, at the tender age of 14 and travelling unaccompanied, to get myself stuck in Edinburgh overnight with the sum total of 27p about my person. That was an interesting phone call to my parents...
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:08, Reply)
although it was at the time. And terrifying.
I'd gone up to Aberdeen to visit a friend, was due to change at Edinburgh Haymarket (the little train station) but they changed the platform my connecting train was going from and I didn't hear the announcement until just as it was about to leave...
I was told there probably wasn't another train until the next day but to go up to Waverley (the main station) to check, and lo, there wasn't. They ended up putting a sleeper carriage on the Royal Mail train to get me home, but not before the hard nosed cunt in the ticket office terrified me to tears by threatening me for missing my train and trying to charge me for a sleeper ticket. I had to wait in the passenger lounge for 6 and a half bastard hours with no money, no food and only one book which I'd already read. They did give me some free squash though, probably because they felt bad for making me cry.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:16, Reply)
but it really wasn't worth hanging around Edinburgh train station for nearly 7 hours for...
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:20, Reply)
That bitch! Only some squash in 6h? That must have been not only scary, but I bet you were starving.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:26, Reply)
which was about 4am, I was so hungry I felt faint. I hadn't had anything to eat for about 15 hours by that point, and only about 2 hours sleep.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:32, Reply)
they weren't under any obligation to feed me or even to get me home. I would have had to stay there all night - not that I could have done, as the passenger lounge wasn't open 24 hours - if they hadn't put a sleeper carriage on the mail train for me.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:37, Reply)
They didn't have to make you cry, either
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:44, Reply)
That does tick a box for nearly every unpleasant stereotype every attributed to the Scottish.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:01, Reply)
/fat
My cicero class has been moved to 5 instead of 3 so I'm stuck in it until past half 6
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:08, Reply)
I'd make a joke about you having a short heavy metal band on your hand.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:15, Reply)
Cicero 2-4, Aristophanes 4-6. Gurhghghg.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:18, Reply)
is a tedious cunt. Euripides, on the other hand, always put me in mind of a nasty little schoolyard bully. You know, the little rat boy that acts well hard but runs off screaming the minute you turn around to give him a slap.
Aeschylus tops Aristophanes, though. For God's sake, just don't.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:22, Reply)
My username is a reference to him.
The play we're studying is, by a weird coincidence, a massive bitchfight between Aeschylus and Euripides. EXCELLENT WORK
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:30, Reply)
If only Aeschylus wasn't so ponderous.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:33, Reply)
I actually quite like some of Euripides. Electra's a good one.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:37, Reply)
Dionysus decided to go down to the underworld to get a great tragedian back to make Athens great again. Lots about the Eleusian mysteries.
I'm more of a fan of Sophocles if I'm honest. I like his Electra. Fucking dark at the end, as it ends with a "happy ending".
Aeschylus can suck my cock.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:46, Reply)
bores me. It's all about Cleon. Cleon, Cleon, Cleon.
I reckon he was a bit gay for Cleon.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:48, Reply)
He went crowd surfing, someone thought it would be funny to jump, grab his head, and pull him towards the floor by it. He hit his head fucking hard on the floor, and due to previous head injuries, he needed to be checked out by a paramedic. They spent ages checking him over, making sure he was OK, but we ended up missing the last train, leaving us stuck in Manchester. The only person we knew in Manchester at the time wasn't answering his phone, so we ended up getting a stupidly expensive taxi home.
Alt: Alright Aber?
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:13, Reply)
with a history of head injuries? Is he a total twat?
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:16, Reply)
The injuries were medical, not caused by damaging it in any way. He decided years back this wouldn't stop him doing anything he didn't want to.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:16, Reply)
and I'll be home in a couple of hours, and straight to bed.
How are you? Have you started looking for a house or you're going to stay with your parents a bit longer?
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:31, Reply)
for 9 hours with only a Mexican born again Christian for company.
That got tedious within the first, oh, half hour or so.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:16, Reply)
trying to get a flight to San Fransico. LAX is a shit airport.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:16, Reply)
and driven to San Francisco from LA in 10 hours?
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:17, Reply)
Except I wasn't carrying my driving licence.
Long story, I'd missed a flight to San Fran and I was due to present at a conference the next day. Virgin only had one flight a day to SF so they put me on the next flight to LAX for nowt (which was nice of them) but, understandably, told me I was on my own after that.
There is, on average, one flight every 10 mins from LAX to SFO. However, there is no way of checking all the airlines simultaneously (this was 1998) so I guessed at United and it was 10 hours before they could get me on a plane.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:20, Reply)
It probably wasn't my finest hour. Then again, the audience were probably asleep too.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:25, Reply)
I got stuck in London after missing the last train after gigs loads of times, when I had to be in school the next morning. You'd have to get the milk train at about 3:30. What joy.
I also got stuck in London aged about 14, when I'd gone up to get some chelsea boots and some gig bootleg tapes with my brother, from Kensington Market. I got separated from him but made it to Waterloo at which point I couldn't find my ticket. The British Rail cunts wouldn't believe my age (due to my height and general groovy clothing) but in the end they let me get the train if my mother paid at the other end. After this happened I found the ticket in my stupid waistcoat pocket, sorry mama.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:25, Reply)
Or is that sarcasm? Because I'm first, you know? I'm already a MASSIVE RACIST and therefore, I'm first.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:36, Reply)

Rather worrying 'hand on groin' action here...
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:49, Reply)
but all I shall say is "she looks very proud".
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:51, Reply)
He skips and jumps,
He like to press wild flowers...
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:53, Reply)
Actually that doesn't make things any better for me does it?
/brokeback lolz
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:55, Reply)
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'Stick it up Monts, I'm a bum lovin' criminal'
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:58, Reply)
she actually looks very similar to my little sister. I have a question to ask Monty
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 19:10, Reply)
I could have sired the girl he was with when I was 17. She did say I didn't look older than 30, which I took to be a clear invitation to a threesome.
This proved not to be so.
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(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:04, Reply)
Better to look like a member of The Cult than the other options of the day, I reckon.
Well, '87 perhaps...
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:43, Reply)
I think it's safe to assume I was ridiculed more.
Edit - Just Googled, they still make them! This from an Amazon review; "Only downside is I forgot how gay they looked when new"
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:38, Reply)
as an in-joke a few years ago. Hi-Tecs were sneakers for lepers.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:43, Reply)
although I dislike the american terminology there
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:46, Reply)
The Samba, less so. Bit too 'football'...
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:03, Reply)
I think I was sporting Mk II Jordans then!
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:18, Reply)
Poor "Tramp Balls" Dracula
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:26, Reply)
Were more shit than Silver Shadows, they were on a par with 'Gola' and 'Speed Kings'.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:29, Reply)
All the cool kids got those shit British Knights trainers. lol kkk in the sole
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:32, Reply)
Mostly they were black and white if memory serves.
Loads of people had either them, or Travel Fox trainers.
By this time, I was either on Converse or Airwalk.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:34, Reply)
after galaxy quake broke my spaceship :(
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:39, Reply)
in a B&B again this week. Was planning to get something healthy and sensible to eat from Tesco, but it was all shit, so I need to decide where to go and eat tonight....
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:41, Reply)
But then it always feels like pasta or pizza for me.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:43, Reply)
I need variety
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:47, Reply)
or just baste them in a combination of Skol and their own foetid urine?
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:58, Reply)
in a burnt out derelict house near some woodland, for around two weeks. It's the way my mother taught me.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:01, Reply)
they'll be after larpers next. There's a lot of eating on some of us
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:58, Reply)
a 20hr wait in Gatwick, punctuated with whining at the staff who were largely rude and obnoxious.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 17:55, Reply)
But the taxi driver dinged his car on someone on the motorway just north of London yesterday. I was stuck on the hard shoulder for 90 minutes and missed my flight.
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:25, Reply)
At least the cab company have to take responsibility for getting you to your destination.
No injury I hope?
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:31, Reply)
and stretcher. To be honest though I've literally had worse collisions on the bumper cars. The kid in his car was fine anyway (thank FSM).
(, Mon 22 Nov 2010, 18:56, Reply)
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