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Wait... you're saying all teh crap you get up to, and _I'm_ worrying you? I feel kinda honoured. I was going to say that Ms Portman gets a special mention for a side-step I once made. I had been asked by my friends girlfriend if I liked her dress, and being a moron I said 'no'. This provoked a tantrum, which I would cheerfully have ignored, but seeing my friend's anguished expression I pointed out that I preferred my women to be like Natalie Portman (and hence nothing like her). This apparently allowed me to give grace. *shakes head* I know I provoked her, but she was a monstrosity. I should be honest like that more often. I suppose if I were gay I probably could be. Hmm.... it's almost worth it.

Hey! They told me that we had to tattoo the faces of the other mods on our heinies. Like a hirsute Mount Rushmore. At least I'm fairly certain it was them. I hear voices. ...And since when could we edit poll results? That's genius.

I want to know why the hell no-one has made a graphics card with a ramen put attached.

Quick! Get him!

Staff puns! *groan* I'm a part time soldier, taks. Territorial Army. Like that guy in The Office.

If I ever held the world to ransom, that ransom would be Monica Belluci and Natalie Portman in a.... sorry, miles away.

WHAT. THE. ****? How do I get my copy nownownownow?

Shellfish bastards?

I do think there were bizarrely few perks. I mean, why cut down the existing ones in the first place? There there are all the location perks,which could happen such as at the Dunwich building *big spoiler alert*: Overall the thing which grates most is the lack of specificity in character building. You can pretty much get everything you need in one character, and can't go nuts in any one area. I remember *puffs on pipe* using rifles at mad distances due to having small arms 175% or whatever. Now you get to 100 and that's it.

I'd consider being a teacher, even for low pay, but I can't stand the indiscipline. It's not that I can't command discipline in a class, I'm good at it, but it's a waste of time and energy. Most of my teaching energy now goes into my staff.

Simple: The Psychology of Military Incompetence by Norman F. Dixon. It's funny, informative, historical, and scientific. Scoff it down. Failing that The Decline and Fall of Practically Everybody.

INS Tabar sinks a pirate 'mother ship'. This comes on the back on the Royal Marine commandos killing two pirates the other day and making the rest surrender. I think we can safely say that while a pirate may beat a ninja they get owned by the Navy. Speaking of which, exactly how high do you have to be before you open fire on something like the INS Tabar? That's a 100mm cannon on the bow there, not to mention the missile launchers.

Wooly Bully - Sam the Sham and the Pharoahs

Jediphile is right. Monica Bellucci would be fantastic against a dark Bond.

I used to work in the post office as a sorting ape. The union rep was great and he kept things very clear. He would help keep us working, but had an eagle eye out for unfairness. The system worked. Years later, and after he retired he was replaced by a weak-willed cretin who couldn't keep things straight. The sorting office kept having wildcat strikes over tiny tiny infractions and imaginary slights. It was pathetic, and in the end hundreds of local businesses lost money and moved to private couriers, despite those couriers being twice the cost. Unions are like booze. Glorious when treated with a glad heart, ruination when approached trhough meanness and anger.

Before I worked out the infallible 'bad sausage'* cure I used to go find about five large cardboard boxes and methodically tear them to shreds. Before that I used to punch holes in biscuit tins. Which is one more fun way to get scarred hands. *Not that kind of sausage, if you've just joined us.

I'm under constant moderation though :D

It's kind of a fun idea, though. Throw back the cards life dealt you and pick some new ones. The sad thing is that it seems one can only ditch the physical ones.

As do I, and any kind of obligations for that matter. I hear you, brother. I have a crippling hatred of responsibility, coupled to a pathological urge to take responsibility. I'm just saying...

I've been issued a kind of amber alert about playing too much Fallout 3. I'm playing through now for the third time on the highest difficulty level. Believe me when I say you should immediately crank up teh difficulty. It is like fresh coriander in a curry.

Well Battlestar Galactica was certainly dead. But I think we can agree the 're-imagining' was a great way to revive it.

It's abit cheesy, but maybe you could build a library adventuring environment. People could adapt their favourite characters and stories from literature.

Volo, I was under the impression you hadn't played the game. I have. Right through. Twice. I will respectfully suggest that until you do I'm going to ignore your judgement on how good the writing is.

You could have lemon ravens. They sound like a fancy pastry. ...Just as I suspected, it's tea time.

There's always the smell of a new girlfriend. Well, than we can all compromise and say that new computers, girlfriends and leather articles have a great smell! Now there's a fun evening.