The Ultimate Thread Derail Game

[En_Route]

OK we're rule eschewing atheists but I'll attempt to set a precedent and attempt to include the two prior posts that responded  to....

cumbersome
content

It is so cumbersome being content these days, I've got my Ithing but I'm supposed to be concerned for some white monster bear and Justin is so sweet but I have to like someone with less perfect hair.  You know I'm going to explode sometime soon, why can't I just like nice stuff???

As Tolstoy forgot to say, all nice things are alike but unpleasant things are unpleasant in their own way. That is a little apercu that I often shared with the students I slept with. Paving the way for their bitter realisation that pandering to my depraved appetites was not after all going to secure them an "A" grade. One has to maintain academic standards after all.

[OldGit]

As Tolstoy forgot to say, all nice things are alike but unpleasant things are unpleasant in their own way. That is a little apercu that I often shared with the students I slept with. Paving the way for their bitter realisation that pandering to my depraved appetites was not after all going to secure them an "A" grade. One has to maintain academic standards after all.

Yes, I know Welsh farmers who've been through that - they give the judges 'special access' to their sheep before the show, then the sheep only gets third prize.  But there's still a magic about standing in a Welsh field in the pouring rain, holding a scraggy ewe on a piece of string.

[Ali]

I feel like there's a joke to be made about ewe vs you, but I'm not clever enough to make it. Also, I'm wondering if ewe and you sound different to non US English speakers. A nice Irish boy that I used to sleep with in my early 20's swore that there is a difference between the way you say or, ore, and oar, but I never could hear it. Which is, apparently, why I mispronounce the wonderful word "begorah!" that's almost certainly misspelled as well as mispronounced.

[technolud]

My grandfather was a non US English speaker, but he wasn't Irish and he wasn't nice.  He was Russian, crippled, big and perpetually drunk.  He walked into a bar one day, and two guys figured he was an easy number, they got him back into the kitchen and went to steal his money.  He killed one with a chicken shears, the second ran away.  He got off, self defense, but home life deteriorated.  I wasn't real close to Deedee.

[The Magic Pudding]

I wasn't real close to Deedee.

I was, he died in my arms but he never mentioned you, 'spose you never mattered to him.
I need a crowd of people but I can't face them day to day.

[En_Route]

Ever emoted to the tear-jerking ballad "Lonely in a crowd" ? It was the climax of my act as crooner-cum-origami-virtuoso when I played the Northern Club circuit in the seventies. I made a good living until the bottom fell out of novelty acts.

[Ali]

Ever emoted to the tear-jerking ballad "Lonely in a crowd" ? It was the climax of my act as crooner-cum-origami-virtuoso when I played the Northern Club circuit in the seventies. I made a good living until the bottom fell out of novelty acts.

The Freud/teenaged boy in me is having a field day with this post.

I always hated Field Day when I was in elementary school. What kind of psycho makes an 8 year old jog a 5k?

[En_Route]

I remember at primary school ( equivalent, though superior to, the American elementary, I assume) that all my friends were imaginary (though my enemies seemed real enough). It was only many years later that I realised that the school  itself was also imaginary.

[Amicale]

I remember at primary school ( equivalent, though superior to, the American elementary, I assume) that all my friends were imaginary (though my enemies seemed real enough). It was only many years later that I realised that the school  itself was also imaginary.

Speaking of imaginary schools, if I went to Hogwarts I'd totally enjoy Professor Binns' History of Magic class. I mean, having a ghost as your teacher?? Too cool! And Quidditch. I REALLY want to try that. Well, more specifically, I want to take a broom out and just sail around in the air for a while.

[En_Route]

I remember at primary school ( equivalent, though superior to, the American elementary, I assume) that all my friends were imaginary (though my enemies seemed real enough). It was only many years later that I realised that the school  itself was also imaginary.

Speaking of imaginary schools, if I went to Hogwarts I'd totally enjoy Professor Binns' History of Magic class. I mean, having a ghost as your teacher?? Too cool! And Quidditch. I REALLY want to try that. Well, more specifically, I want to take a broom out and just sail around in the air for a while.

Witches always evoke images of Halloween to me. Even at my advanced age, I still go trick and treating, hoping to impress my charms on lonely divorcees. So far however all I have garnered is a bag of liquorice all sorts and several restraining orders.

[Amicale]

Witches always evoke images of Halloween to me. Even at my advanced age, I still go trick and treating, hoping to impress my charms on lonely divorcees. So far however all I have garnered is a bag of liquorice all sorts and several restraining orders.

Restraining orders, eh? Today I really had to exercise restrain myself. I had a horrible craving for burgers from a take-out place, but you'll be happy to know that I had baked chicken cut on top of salad instead! It took GREAT restraint. 

[Ali]

Witches always evoke images of Halloween to me. Even at my advanced age, I still go trick and treating, hoping to impress my charms on lonely divorcees. So far however all I have garnered is a bag of liquorice all sorts and several restraining orders.

Restraining orders, eh? Today I really had to exercise restrain myself. I had a horrible craving for burgers from a take-out place, but you'll be happy to know that I had baked chicken cut on top of salad instead! It took GREAT restraint. 

Great restraints, eh?

Why do all paths on HAF lead to bondage?

[Stevil]

Restraining orders, eh? Today I really had to exercise restrain myself. I had a horrible craving for burgers from a take-out place, but you'll be happy to know that I had baked chicken cut on top of salad instead! It took GREAT restraint.  

I not sure how I feel about that, but I am happy that the library tell me that my book is ready for pickup. City of Ghosts which is the third installment from Stacia Kane, the first two books were terrific, Unholy Ghosts and Unholy Magic.

The main character Chess Putnam is a church witch. There are no churches left other than the Church of Truth where fact is truth. There is no god (this makes me happy also).
Chess is a druggy popping pills all the time. In the last book she got stuck in a house without her pills and man it was a meltdown, vomiting, shakes, everything. Her life is an utter mess. She has fallen in love with a not so good looking thug, muscle to a drug lord. He beats people up for a living.
But he hates her, because while they were falling in love, she was busy having sex with the son of a competing drug lord.
Now he tells her she is like a hoar but at least a hoar is honest.
When the thug found out about her frollics, she felt so bad about letting him down that she went and had sex with an old acquaintance, almost in an attempt to punish herself.

The book Unholy Magic is the best written book I have read in years. It is amazing. So gritty and dark and real despite the ghosts and magic. The hero is an anti hero, it is great.

This makes me happy

Edit: Argh, Im too slow, a few posts late

[Anne D.]

Restraining orders, eh? Today I really had to exercise restrain myself. I had a horrible craving for burgers from a take-out place, but you'll be happy to know that I had baked chicken cut on top of salad instead! It took GREAT restraint.  

I not sure how I feel about that, but I am happy that the library tell me that my book is ready for pickup. City of Ghosts which is the third installment from Stacia Kane, the first two books were terrific, Unholy Ghosts and Unholy Magic.

The main character Chess Putnam is a church witch. There are no churches left other than the Church of Truth where fact is truth. There is no god (this makes me happy also).
Chess is a druggy popping pills all the time. In the last book she got stuck in a house without her pills and man it was a meltdown, vomiting, shakes, everything. Her life is an utter mess. She has fallen in love with a not so good looking thug, muscle to a drug lord. He beats people up for a living.
But he hates her, because while they were falling in love, she was busy having sex with the son of a competing drug lord.
Now he tells her she is like a hoar but at least a hoar is honest.
When the thug found out about her frollics, she felt so bad about letting him down that she went and had sex with an old acquaintance, almost in an attempt to punish herself.

The book Unholy Magic is the best written book I have read in years. It is amazing. So gritty and dark and real despite the ghosts and magic. The hero is an anti hero, it is great.

This makes me happy

Edit: Argh, Im too slow, a few posts late

I hate in when someone you're interested in has sex with the son of a competing drug lord. Speaking of competition, I love to be in footraces, even if I know I'm going to lose.

[Stevil]

I hate in when someone you're interested in has sex with the son of a competing drug lord. Speaking of competition, I love to be in footraces, even if I know I'm going to lose.

Speaking of feet,
Have you seen Footrot Flats (the cartoon movie), it's soundtrack is by Dave Dobbyn.
He is iconic in NZ, his songs are almost defacto national anthems for us.

Loyal, Whaling, Slice of Heaven, Shouldn't you ought to be, I can't understand why he didn't get famous overseas