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  • #16


    You've done it again.

    ACK!
    Don't try to confuse the issue with half-truths and gorilla dust!

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    • #17
      Originally posted by Lazarus and the Gimp
      It's a Counterglow thing. We have really weird Dutch people.
      seeing as i have a marginally tighter grasp on the rules of the game,

      "100 - nil."
      I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
      [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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      • #18
        Would only be valid if Hueij knew that in advance, sb.

        And type in regular letters goddamnit.
        12-17-10 Mohamed Bouazizi NEVER FORGET
        Stadtluft Macht Frei
        Killing it is the new killing it
        Ultima Ratio Regum

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        • #19
          Originally posted by self biased


          seeing as i have a marginally tighter grasp on the rules of the game,

          "100 - nil."
          Not obvious to you, sb. Obvious to the person who made the post that resulted in the totally obvious response.

          Look at 100-nil as 1st degree homicide. It is 100% premeditated, not some roadkill that you happen upon and claim as a trophy of your prowess.
          (\__/)
          (='.'=)
          (")_(") This is Bunny. Copy and paste bunny into your signature to help him gain world domination.

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          • #20
            not bad, it's certainly no young marble giants, though.
            "mono has crazy flow and can rhyme words that shouldn't, like Eminem"
            Drake Tungsten
            "get contacts, get a haircut, get better clothes, and lose some weight"
            Albert Speer

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            • #21
              and here was I thinking Spike Milligan was dead

              (bravo Laz)
              Any views I may express here are personal and certainly do not in any way reflect the views of my employer. Tis the rising of the moon..

              Look, I just don't anymore, okay?

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              • #22
                Re: New poem

                things that I didn't understand:

                knickers
                bode ill
                labia minora
                wicket-keeper's gloves
                duvet rock
                "pant kebab"
                nice 'un
                mimsy
                wizard's sleeve
                minge

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                • #23
                  those were the bits the mods didn't get either
                  Any views I may express here are personal and certainly do not in any way reflect the views of my employer. Tis the rising of the moon..

                  Look, I just don't anymore, okay?

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                  • #24
                    Re: Re: New poem

                    Originally posted by Atahualpa

                    things that I didn't understand:

                    a: knickers
                    b: bode ill
                    c: labia minora
                    d: wicket-keeper's gloves
                    e: duvet rock
                    f: "pant kebab"
                    g: nice 'un
                    h: mimsy
                    i: wizard's sleeve
                    j: minge

                    a; Ladies' necessary articles. Also found in ice cream parlours as part of a dessert.

                    b: Someone who has a heavy cold is explaining to the teacher that the twins are absent through sickness.

                    c: A small holiday resort near the palace of Knossos in Crete.

                    d: A disfiguring affliction of the hands or groin, associated with an English summer's day, rain and triumphal Australians.

                    e: A form of self-abuse associated with solipsistic teenagers into thrash metal.

                    f: A misheard order for a number of items of fast food of Asian origin in Wales.

                    g: Exclamation commonly heard amongst all male groups on the passing of wind, especially after the ingestion of 'f', or alternately on the sighting of 'c'.

                    h: Alternative term invented by a mathematician/storyteller for 'c'.

                    i: What the neck of a Hollywood actress of d'un certain age should look like, were it not for scalpels and industrial strength bulldog clips.

                    Also: alternative name for Michael Howard

                    j: Seaside town renowned for its fishing fleet on the south east coast of England.

                    I hope my role as Ezra Pound to il miglior fabbro, Lazarus, has been of some assistance.

                    (p.s., Laz, 'pants kebab' flows better, and you need to brush up on your rhythm method)
                    Last edited by molly bloom; January 27, 2005, 07:33.
                    Vive la liberte. Noor Inayat Khan, Dachau.

                    ...patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone. Edith Cavell, 1915

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                    • #25
                      Ouch!

                      Can someone translate THAT?

                      b: Someone who has a heavy cold is explaining to the teacher that the twins are absent through sickness.
                      What's twins got to do with it?

                      d: A disfiguring affliction of the hands or groin, associated with an English summer's day, rain and triumphal Australians.
                      I assume this is ORed.
                      so triumphal Australians = wicket keeper's gloves.
                      affliction of the hands in summer or during rain (wtf?) = ...gloves

                      e: A form of self-abuse associated with solipsistic teenagers into thrash metal.



                      So if I dare to translate Laz poem into english:
                      I'd dreamed about your makeup ever since my puberty
                      and you made my dreams come true when you asked me round for tea.
                      But when I got inside them (rel. dreams, i'spose), I knew I would fake illness
                      'cos it felt OK, but it looked like hit and run.

                      Your sunny place feels like an affliction on my hands during rain.

                      We've been on self-abuse for the past eleven years
                      but my knees still knock when your thighs are wrapped around my ears.
                      I know that I'm shallow, but I still want to ease in
                      to something that I find more aesthetically pleasing


                      Your sunny place feels like an affliction on my hands during rain.

                      I love you, yes it's true, but prepare yourself for shock
                      for your asian fast food has become a stumbling block
                      I can't deny the fact that I'd like a nice fvck.
                      Not one that's done ten rounds with "Iron" Mike Tyson.

                      Your sunny place feels like an affliction on my hands during rain.

                      So my bags are packed and I won't come back no more
                      and the sharp heartbreak just cuts me to the core.
                      But I can't turn back, I've just got to leave
                      I can't deal with the speed of light like the aging neck of a hollywood actress.

                      Your sunny place feels like an affliction on my hands during rain.

                      Oh who could have guessed that our future would hinge(???)
                      on the sight of your large and leathery seaside town?

                      Your sunny place feels like an affliction on my hands during rain.



                      And slowly this begins to make sense...

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                      • #26
                        Originally posted by Atahualpa

                        What's twins got to do with it?


                        And slowly this begins to make sense...
                        Both in English refers to two (as in the two of them= the twins).

                        If you have a heavy cold, it impairs your ability to pronounce consonants, so 'both' becomes: 'bode' .


                        Yours, cunningly linguistically.
                        Vive la liberte. Noor Inayat Khan, Dachau.

                        ...patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone. Edith Cavell, 1915

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                        • #27
                          Well thank you sir!

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                          • #28
                            Originally posted by Atahualpa
                            Well thank you sir!
                            Dane ardour.
                            Vive la liberte. Noor Inayat Khan, Dachau.

                            ...patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone. Edith Cavell, 1915

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                            • #29
                              this poem seems to be biographical
                              Any views I may express here are personal and certainly do not in any way reflect the views of my employer. Tis the rising of the moon..

                              Look, I just don't anymore, okay?

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                              • #30
                                Please excuse the bump, but FYI: http://www.dangermouse.net/cricket/gloves.jpg
                                This is Shireroth, and Giant Squid will brutally murder me if I ever remove this link from my signature | In the end it won't be love that saves us, it will be mathematics | So many people have this concept of God the Avenger. I see God as the ultimate sense of humor -- SlowwHand

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