Public service announcement:
Women, when walking together side by side and thus hogging the pavement it is COMMON COURTESY for one of you to step aside so a gentleman, who is giving you as much space as he can out of common courtesy, can pass by safely. It is especially important to exhibit this common courtesy around busy roundabouts. This is so the gentleman is not forced onto the road to face speeding oncoming traffic. If it comes to a choice between risking his life or flattening you, the gentleman WILL CRUSH YOU AND NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE CONSEQUENCES. Hence there is no point giving said gentleman filthy looks and cursing under your breath when he doesn't step onto the busy road.
End public service announcement.
I will never understand why some women would rather see me obliterated by traffic than step aside. Never.
Went back to my old stomping ground today. The old museum store is back up and running and I was drafted in to bring the hygiene up to snuff. Now this used to be my old job but my boss has given it to my good friend Charlie on the basis he has a car. My nose was out of joint about this. The museum store wasn't a place of work, it was a place to arse around and bullshit for an hour. However that was when the old crew were there. Dave - the gentleman's gentle man, Angus - deaf but a great sense of humour, and Edna - supercool. We rocked. But in late '04 they all lost their jobs and the atmosphere there was dreadful. I mean poisonous. Edna blamed Dave for the job losses. Dave seemed depressed. Angus did his best to stay anonymous. So did I. It was terrible. The mood improved when Edna went back to college and the old bulshitting came back but it wasn't the same.
So I went back today wondering if Dave had been tempted out of retirement and if Edna had got her job back. Nope. Place was duller than a mountain of mouldy teabags. None of the old crew was there. A nice American, a nice but impolite student and another student who doesn't know his arse from his elbow. Pleasent enough people but dreary. Lifeless. Punchless. In movie terms it'd be like going from watching Sonny Chiba in THE STREETFIGHTER to watching Sonny Chiba in THE BULLET TRAIN. It sucked and I'm thankful I'm only doing the job until Charlie returns.
Going there on a miserable morning, especially after a Bears loss, ick. I'd sooner be stangled by my own colon.
And on that pleasent image...
Women, when walking together side by side and thus hogging the pavement it is COMMON COURTESY for one of you to step aside so a gentleman, who is giving you as much space as he can out of common courtesy, can pass by safely. It is especially important to exhibit this common courtesy around busy roundabouts. This is so the gentleman is not forced onto the road to face speeding oncoming traffic. If it comes to a choice between risking his life or flattening you, the gentleman WILL CRUSH YOU AND NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE CONSEQUENCES. Hence there is no point giving said gentleman filthy looks and cursing under your breath when he doesn't step onto the busy road.
End public service announcement.
I will never understand why some women would rather see me obliterated by traffic than step aside. Never.
Went back to my old stomping ground today. The old museum store is back up and running and I was drafted in to bring the hygiene up to snuff. Now this used to be my old job but my boss has given it to my good friend Charlie on the basis he has a car. My nose was out of joint about this. The museum store wasn't a place of work, it was a place to arse around and bullshit for an hour. However that was when the old crew were there. Dave - the gentleman's gentle man, Angus - deaf but a great sense of humour, and Edna - supercool. We rocked. But in late '04 they all lost their jobs and the atmosphere there was dreadful. I mean poisonous. Edna blamed Dave for the job losses. Dave seemed depressed. Angus did his best to stay anonymous. So did I. It was terrible. The mood improved when Edna went back to college and the old bulshitting came back but it wasn't the same.
So I went back today wondering if Dave had been tempted out of retirement and if Edna had got her job back. Nope. Place was duller than a mountain of mouldy teabags. None of the old crew was there. A nice American, a nice but impolite student and another student who doesn't know his arse from his elbow. Pleasent enough people but dreary. Lifeless. Punchless. In movie terms it'd be like going from watching Sonny Chiba in THE STREETFIGHTER to watching Sonny Chiba in THE BULLET TRAIN. It sucked and I'm thankful I'm only doing the job until Charlie returns.
Going there on a miserable morning, especially after a Bears loss, ick. I'd sooner be stangled by my own colon.
And on that pleasent image...
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I'm done doing what I swore an oath to God 28 years ago to never do again. I've created, "something that kills people." And in that purpose I was a success. I've done this, because philosophically I'm sympathetic to your aim. I can tell you with no ego, this is my finest sword. If on your journey, you should encounter God, God will be cut.
YES!!!!!
Or some such paraphrase...What a great film! One, two, four...you are always welcome in our home, Dunc. Really.
No, you're right. I am also a tad tired of the civillian casualties, BUT if someone were trying to wipe out the Irish (hey, Cromwell is dead...) I would shit on them wholesale too. So, I am torn on this one right now...I'll wait for the inevitable WW3 to come from it before I pass judgement