Advice from Old People
Sometimes, just sometimes, old people say something worth listening to. Ok, so it's like picking the needle out of a whole haystack of mis-remembered war stories, but those gems should be celebrated.
Tell us something worthwhile an old-type person has told you.
Note, we're leaving the definition of old up to you, you smooth-skinned youngsters.
( , Thu 19 Jun 2008, 16:16)
Sometimes, just sometimes, old people say something worth listening to. Ok, so it's like picking the needle out of a whole haystack of mis-remembered war stories, but those gems should be celebrated.
Tell us something worthwhile an old-type person has told you.
Note, we're leaving the definition of old up to you, you smooth-skinned youngsters.
( , Thu 19 Jun 2008, 16:16)
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Old guy my Great-Uncle... Grand-Uncle? Whatever my Grandad's brother is
Walking by a pub on the main street (I can't see drink explaining/excusing this) there was an old guy sitting on the window sill who said "I know a Halpinstein when I see one (Or words to that effect). I know your grandad etc.*insert anecdote I think it involved moving furniture*"
People who know me know I hate talking in the street, if I'm outside I'm going somewhere so I was trying to politely get away. Unfortunately the bastard wouldn't stop shaking my hand.
Getting to the QOTW point he imparts some wisdom to me "A thing that has always kept me in good stead is remembering the truth is in their eyes. From your eyes I can tell you're one of the good ones *note my incredulity*. You can tell the bad ones by their eyes." There is some truth in that I guess, known a few people with dead eyes and they were cunts.
The part were he loses the minor, grudging acceptance from me was when he said.
"But do you know who it is most telling in? The ones you can REALLY tell it from?"
"No. Who?"
"The Niggers... -no need to continue-
Somewhat paraphrased but the main points are there.
( , Sun 22 Jun 2008, 18:34, Reply)
Walking by a pub on the main street (I can't see drink explaining/excusing this) there was an old guy sitting on the window sill who said "I know a Halpinstein when I see one (Or words to that effect). I know your grandad etc.*insert anecdote I think it involved moving furniture*"
People who know me know I hate talking in the street, if I'm outside I'm going somewhere so I was trying to politely get away. Unfortunately the bastard wouldn't stop shaking my hand.
Getting to the QOTW point he imparts some wisdom to me "A thing that has always kept me in good stead is remembering the truth is in their eyes. From your eyes I can tell you're one of the good ones *note my incredulity*. You can tell the bad ones by their eyes." There is some truth in that I guess, known a few people with dead eyes and they were cunts.
The part were he loses the minor, grudging acceptance from me was when he said.
"But do you know who it is most telling in? The ones you can REALLY tell it from?"
"No. Who?"
"The Niggers... -no need to continue-
Somewhat paraphrased but the main points are there.
( , Sun 22 Jun 2008, 18:34, Reply)
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