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Apparently the Rapture has been set back by five months or so. Something about God giving us less time for suffering or somesuch. I just feel sorry for the folks who believed him, now. I mean, why believe the nut in the first place? You'd have to be pretty unhappy.

By text? Coward. She had just texted me. It seemed the logical thing to do. Just spoke to her by phone, tho. Damned if iknow what we have in common besides thinking the other is cute, but it's a good place to start.

Seems pretty justified, to be fair. He goes in for a longer re-assessment. It seems to me that we maybe ought to do something about unsupervised nutters running amok. Fellah in Tenerife cut a lady's head off the other week. Had been telling people Jesus wanted him to kill for ages.

What, I'm a minion now? I didn't realise my labcoat had "Igor" on the back.. Although I can do a good Marty Feldman impression... Look, someone has to fetch the brains. If you're not going to do it, can you spin the lettuce while I fetch them?

Gfted1s not lying. I'd probably sleep with the Pope right now if he put on lipstick. That's why I'm slightly confused to be chasing a seemingly receptive looker. But this is all a bit previous, since she hasn't agreed yet, and it's only a date anyway. EDIT: And before any wisecracks. I checked with third parties to make sure she is good looking.

If she made that big an impression on you.. it could be luuurv. Quiet you. Fetch more brains.

CONE OF COLD! Worst damage spell ever. CONE OF CABBAGES!

I'm struggling a bit with the strategic intent. Is this so people can write their own stories?

Asked that girl I met at the weekend out by text just now, and now I'm too excited to work. ...And now I feel ludicrous.

No time to check at the minute, your solutions. Noticed that the problem is specific to the 'unknown artist' folder. Some sort of WMP 7 bull****?

I was under the impression that the smart way to use lasers in the military was to pass a charge down the ionised air created by the laser. Using th ebeam itself to deliver energy is ...sub-optimal.

Do what I'm doing, and start out walking, then start walking uphill. Agree with you about Morrissey. To paraphrase him: the Chinese are a subspecies, and killing a deer is the same as killing a child. I've often wondered how many steaks I'd have to forego in order to be allowed (morally speaking) to shoot Morrissey.

What, like Morrisey?

You're a cheery wee bugger, Nep. Have I ever said that? Hope you're feeling better now.

Ranch dressing?

ROFL. Seen it before. But still.

I agree that excess dudes causes trouble. My analysis of the so-called Arab Spring is a case of excess unemployed men. I'd cheerfully put a tenner on there being journal studies of this phenomenon. But I can attest to it personally. Just meet some young unemployed fellahs. They don't just get antsy. They're positively up for any kind of work or mischief, and they're angry. Very very angry. InSidious: I think my original point was that denying equal rights to a great degree creates a society in which women are devlaued so far that people will abort purely on that basis. And before anyone points out the inconsistency in my pro-choice stance and this thread, I'm still trying to work it out myself.

Does anyone know if this play is any good. I like some other Tom Stoppard.

That's clearly not true, Kaft.

Came across this, thought fans of the show would be interested in what is probably one of the real life inspirations.

How about a sandwich of belly pork and plum sauce? You'd like that? On rye, with a cool beer.

I don't think we could even pay them to take 'em. Have you seen the state of some of them? I mean really... Orange isn't a skin colour! And thats just the start! True. But presumably if we were exporting them we could package them up. Like other countries do with their fruit. Wash them, maybe? There's a job for the shofty scrotes that you might just get them to enjoy. A plan with no drawbacks!

Doe sthat mean there's some sort of market for all our deranged and shiftless slappers?

funcroc is like our roving reporter.