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Stuck in the station of Poznan Glowny
what the fuck am I supposed to do for the next 25minutes?
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:36, archived)
Kill them all lol

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:41, archived)
There's nowhere for me to spraypaint my initials and the high score

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:45, archived)
Rearrange the letters on the station sign
to Nylon Gown, Zap!
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:41, archived)
Mmmm. Static-tastic.

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:43, archived)
the "zap" has to be said in the gayest lisp conceivable

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:48, archived)
That sounds like the first line of a John Clarke poem.
Is the next line "The girl in the ticket booth looks quite downie"?
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:43, archived)
The girl at the kiosk sold me some shoelaces
and as I stood, lonesome, at the pisser, with my dick in my hand, I wondered what the chain-smoking floor-scrubbing harridan was thinking as she stared at my back.

And now, to be a cunt, I'll never finish that story and I'll become like Kafka or summink.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:46, archived)
I think it takes a bit more than just dying with an unfinished story.
Probably.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:48, archived)
Yeah, you have to be a cunt and Czech
and be secretly bumming your publisher
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:49, archived)
traditionally
you buy a cup of alleged tea or coffee, and spend the next 25 minutes burning your mouth as you attempt to drink it before getting on the next train.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:54, archived)
Play chicken with the fast trains as they go through.

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 9:58, archived)
Well,
As poznan-life.com describe it as "One of the largest and most important train stations in Poland" I think you should just stand their soaking up its importance and feeling somewhat overawed by its magnificance and size. You could also marvel at the computer announcement system - the only one of its kind in Poland.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:01, archived)
exactly how bored ARE you?

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:08, archived)

I'm not bored anymore after reading about the wonders of one of Polands most important railway stations. Just sitting here in quiet awe.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:17, archived)
How do you pronounce the L with a line through it?

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:15, archived)
Lira or pounds.

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:19, archived)
That's a rubbish answer.

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:22, archived)
It's 10.20 on a Sunday.

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:23, archived)
No excuse at all.

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:32, archived)
the line is pronounced "wah-ching!"
like a samurai sword slicing a dishonourable ninja
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:33, archived)
I think I prefer the rubbish lira answer.
Sorry.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:36, archived)
that's okay
thank you for your feedback
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:40, archived)
W
the W is a V
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 11:00, archived)
Throw things at the trains, the guards, and your fellow passengers-to-be.

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:21, archived)
Create a critical evaluation of their toilet facilities

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:39, archived)
Buy a paper,
deface the pictures with a biro.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:43, archived)
Go on a murderous rampage
I'm considering doing just that myself, the local church is playing a recording of shitty bellringing at high volume. The cunts.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:44, archived)
...

...

... you're not joking, are you?
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:46, archived)
I'm not, really
I consider it a bit unkind of them to disturb my morning with a high-volume recording of lots of ding-dong.
It's not merry, and I'm not high. It just annoys me.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:49, archived)
oh dear.
Real bell-ringing, okay, it's probably quite a skilled thing to do and they'd have to practise somehow and it is a Sunday and they are a church and blah something greater glory of God praise him with our ringy goodness whatever. But what you're describing is an ice cream van.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:53, archived)
Exactly
it's just a very annoying noise that I don't want. Grrr.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:55, archived)
and goes on for half a bloody hour
they really are getting on my tits today.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:56, archived)
Or you could respond to the ringing by going to church, as invited.
A bit of praying may do you some good.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:48, archived)
Fuck that with chips
I'm a confirmed atheist.
I'd be a lot more sympathetic if there were actual bellringers - at least it's a hobby. As it is, they simply switch on a recording and assault my ears with a load of unnecessary noise.
I suppose God, were he to exist, might feel similarly aggrieved.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:52, archived)
Have you considered asking them to stop?

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:56, archived)
Or praying for them to stop?

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:58, archived)
Or suicide bombing the church.
That'll shut the fuckers up.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:58, archived)
I'm proper English, me
I shall simply make a quiet complaint, and then write to the Times.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 11:00, archived)
I'm going to go and see the vicar this afternoon
I shall be polite and reasonable, and point out that he's being precisely the opposite.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 10:59, archived)
This is the correct plan for dealing with scum.
Always start polite.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 11:01, archived)
And then kneecap the fucker.

(, Sun 10 May 2009, 11:05, archived)
Exactly
he's toast if he crosses me.
(, Sun 10 May 2009, 11:10, archived)