I like this post!
I don't know if it is truly a "voice" as such, but in my mind when I have got an idea of what a personality is like on the forum, I tend to give them a face in terms of a character, well known, from TV and fiction that shares similar opinions, beliefs etc. Or they may just talk in a way that reminds me of someone so in my mind when I read something they have posted, they become that person.
I've always envisaged the "clingfilm over the loo seat" type scenario...
It must be like a windsock and then you strap it down over your thighs and velcro the top to your pubes and shove a stopper up your bum to keep it in place.
...saddle sores can be problematic...
I could fill an entire forum on this subject as it is something I've wrestled with for a long time.
No there isn't a god or God (capitalisation necessary as a 'god' is different to "God"), there never was, is or will be one either. The arguments for intelligent design are so laughably feeble that they stand up to no rigorous examination of facts.
I won't bore you with why, just read Richard Dawkins books for starters. "The God Delusion" is a good one to start with. Then for a giggle, have a look at Paul Davies "The Goldilocks Enigma".
I loathe the fact that for generations we have always had to equate our "goodness" in terms of how they relate to a deity. A godless world isn't a morally corrupt one. The notions of goodness, kindness, freedom, tolerance, acceptance, understanding etc are not religious beliefs, they are human ones. As are greed, divisiveness, selfishness, evil, intolerance, marginalisation and self-righteousness.
So Fluff, Bluefish you are trailblazers my dears! Well done! I've no doubt a great many others on here are too.
The sooner we stop referencing our human lives to divisive books of black magic, misogyny, murder, , intolerance and other mumbo jumbo, the better.
I love this topic and I am happy to chat at length, but I won't on here because I don't want to bore anybody or upset them. However you can send me a PM if you fancy a natter and I'll bore your brains out there instead.
...dysfunction to perfectly normal emu's...
Has anyone ever had sex with an onion?
I mean it is a challenge I accept. Perhaps not everyone's cup of tea and perhaps a little depraved for some, but I think there is plenty of worthwhile information to be gained from it.
Can man and onion live in harmony?
Do we go equally well with cheese on a slice of bread?
Do onions cry when we are sliced?
(I don't mean Spring or Pickled Onions obviously, that would be perverse)
I think we should be told.
Sandwich anyone?
No No, Brighton, it's not that they will be banned. Not at all.
Her books are, mainly, absolutely fine. It's just that when you know about her background, beliefs and whatnot, you tend to read things into the books more than perhaps you should. Which perhaps you shouldn't do, but I think its human nature at times.
My wife's got tonnes of her books here and the kids enjoy them when she reads to them. There's no way her books will ever be banned I don't think, there would be a huge outcry if anyone even suggested it.
I mean, if you can still get a copy of "Mein Kampf", "Five Go to Bludgely Wood" is hardly going to register on the scale of offence is it? It wasn't that she was offensive in her books at all, just that her views in general were a bit of an eye opener for some.
Bugger... sometimes when posts go out of sequence, you end up looking like a berk!
And sometimes it doesn't matter where they fall on the thread.
I don't think I'd make a particularly convincing TV to be honest. The only fishnets that go around my arse are actual fish-nets, and the smell of herring and mackerel is not particularly attractive to many. Besides last time it happened, you should have seen the look on her face when an Octopus wriggled it's way down my leg.
As for the false nails, even if they had bloke ones, I couldn't because I have to have my nails short to type with. A few mistakes in, I'd be yanking them out with pliers and swearing profusely.
Bittereze it is then... ho hum.
That's really all I want KaznKev, just so they don't look mangled... I hate them. I don't want Flo-Jo nails or anything like that.
I'll manage a few days and then I'll sit down of an evening and think "How are they doing?" look at them and they are all mangled again and I honestly cannot even remember doing it.
Occasionally I'll be halfway through and realise but by then I've chomped my way through and it's too late so I think "ah bugger it" and finish the rest off.
It's not like choccy and sex as I hate doing this and want to stop, but I just can't stop my subconscious. I think I need Derren Brown to jiggle me brain about a bit.
Oh Enid's a magnificently famous old racist...
I remember her describing, in one of her books, the Welsh as illiterate cave-dwellers who spoke in grunts and were barely above the level of a beast. We had an assembly in school about it when I was a kid.
I missed the show though, will have to catch it hopefully on I-player. Is it worth it?
It does add an almost sinister tone to some of her books though and it does make you feel a bit odd really. A bit like finding out Roger Hargreaves was a woman-hater or that Roald Dahl a closet Nazi. I think you read them slightly differently and notice the odd word and phrase here and there which makes you think "What did she mean by that?"
I was looking to improve my golf swing and clicked on the wrong link.
I found bigger woods, bouncier balls and far more holes in here, so I stayed.
Seriously how did you stop?
I've tried and tried and the problem I have is that I often don't even know that I have done it. I've tried that bitter stuff you stick on your nails but I only have to forget one day and I am back to square one...
Is it just a mindset I need to adopt?
I don't have any make up.
I do however, possess a bag which does an equally good job of enhancing my features.
I'm the most f*cking tolerant person on here right, and anyone who says I'm not is a f*cking two-faced, ugly, flat-footed, ginger, homo with small bits, a squint, bad teeth and breath that would make a Hippo turn and flee.
Oh! The irony! :really f*cking annoying rolly eye icon:
I don't know if swinging is about tolerance or not, I just find it very odd that the people who so often claim that it is their central tenet to living and swinging, often show an alarming disinclination to actually act that way. Be it about fatties, skinnies, lefties, righties, upsies, downsies, fishies or birdies. Tolerance it seems only extends to those who share your views on any particular subject and that, to be honest, isn't particularly taxing, even for the small-minded and indescribably petty.
Ideally, there should be a respect for others views, whether the same or different to your own, but there is also an alarming lack of that too in recent times. Seems you can litter a post with any derogatory epithet with impunity. Simply add a ;
:wink for safety so I can accuse you of being humourless when you take offense: smiley
and it is alright. It's not your fault if people read it the way it was intended, because you can blame them for taking offence too easily, or that the mods have got it wrong (again, as they always do. Bloody fools...)
Poor Mods. No wonder they are clearly deranged. Why only yesterday I had to walk Nola home as she was wondering the streets locally, muttering under her breath and seeking advice from a higher being. Either that or she was hiding in the bushes again with that mini-gay Bloke at the Park. :winky for immunity from prosecution from the puftas:
The thing is, it does taint your view somewhat. The vast majority of posters on here are fantastic, clever, intelligent, fair-minded, sensible I Even include Witchy in that ;-). Even if it doesn't seem that way at times. They may not agree on everything, but they can agree to disagree without resorting to petty name calling, pathetic sniping posts and handbags at 10 paces.
I mean look at Splendid, she hates me, I can't stand her, but do we resort to name calling on here? No. We do it in PM instead and save you all the hassle and we meet in town for a good bitchslap fight once a month to sort it out. Then we share a pink-lady cocktail and go and beat up some Goths because they look a bit different and we suspect one may be Welsh and seeking asylum.
Anyway, I'd better go. I'm late for my ACAS meeting.
Love each other and the skin you are in folks. Unless you are Belgian of course, in which case I hope you are whisked violently into a Fondue and served with hot bread to ravenous lions.
<<<Sings : "And I think to myself...What a Wonderful World...>>>
...with. So they got out...
