Michael Parkinson's
underpant party but all done in the genre of fiction.
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:10,
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ah but
most of them are smarty-pants comments like that!
edit: with respect. Sir. sir. Sir.
sorry, sorry, sorry
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:36,
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edit: with respect. Sir. sir. Sir.
sorry, sorry, sorry
genre? Erm... religious iconography
or this...
A Buddhist monk was out walking in the foothills of the Himalayas, contemplating the beauty of nature and the sanctity of life, when he was set upon by a yeti. The yeti tore into the monks robes and struck a savage blow with its powerful clawed hand, ripping a horrible wound into the monk’s belly. The yeti, now overcome with lust, has begun to brutally fuck the gaping bloody wound with its enormous, throbbing spiked cock. The beasts massive balls are swinging back and forth in its pendulous scrotum. Meanwhile, the Dali Lama, controller of the yeti, stands watching from behind a bush. His glasses are askew as he laughs maniacally, his orange robes are hitched up to his round belly and he viciously beats at his own engorged prick with a sharp rock, thus creating a beautiful fountain of blood and spunk.
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:10,
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A Buddhist monk was out walking in the foothills of the Himalayas, contemplating the beauty of nature and the sanctity of life, when he was set upon by a yeti. The yeti tore into the monks robes and struck a savage blow with its powerful clawed hand, ripping a horrible wound into the monk’s belly. The yeti, now overcome with lust, has begun to brutally fuck the gaping bloody wound with its enormous, throbbing spiked cock. The beasts massive balls are swinging back and forth in its pendulous scrotum. Meanwhile, the Dali Lama, controller of the yeti, stands watching from behind a bush. His glasses are askew as he laughs maniacally, his orange robes are hitched up to his round belly and he viciously beats at his own engorged prick with a sharp rock, thus creating a beautiful fountain of blood and spunk.
You have such a way with words
I can visualise each drop of spunk as if it were flowing before my eyes
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:13,
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broyyyyyannnnnnnn!
ello mister
chunderbunny`s coming to teh pub tomorrow night.. sheetweaf again - you popping along? save me from talking shop all night with my cow-orkers
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:26,
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chunderbunny`s coming to teh pub tomorrow night.. sheetweaf again - you popping along? save me from talking shop all night with my cow-orkers
I'm out up in town I'm afraid.
Doubt I'll be back in Ealing before closing. Arse. Another time - are you London beering on the 13th?
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:51,
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4dam and I have been competing on JJ cartoon time filth for a few weeks
you've missed out on some incredible erotica!
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:25,
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pity mongychops isn`t here to witness such ... graphic er..
thingie
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:27,
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Why, have I mis-punctuated somewhere?
;-)
There's been a lot of this sort of thing recently, see my answer to Rik above...
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:48,
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There's been a lot of this sort of thing recently, see my answer to Rik above...
Naked Star Wars on ice.
As performed by baboons.
[edit] Or what Waspbox said if that's easier.
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:10,
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[edit] Or what Waspbox said if that's easier.
A TV motoring show, something a long the lines of this:
Pube haired petrolhead Jeremy Clarkson, in his latest stunt for top BBC motoring show "Top Gear", attempting to drive a Landrover Discovery up a ramp, clearing 25 caravans and landing in the waiting rectum of vertically challenged chatterbox Richard Hammond. Dry.
BUT THERE'S A CATCH!
Tweed wearing toff James May is also in the car, naked but for a set of bunny ears and a fluffy tail, and suffering from acute diarrhea, attempting to distract Clarkson by crouching over his erect cock and squirting his vindaloo fuelled liquid faeces down Clarksons reluctant japseye, whilst simultaneously ejaculating a lifetimes worth of built up jism into his eyes.
I will leave the eventual outcome up to you.....
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:11,
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BUT THERE'S A CATCH!
Tweed wearing toff James May is also in the car, naked but for a set of bunny ears and a fluffy tail, and suffering from acute diarrhea, attempting to distract Clarkson by crouching over his erect cock and squirting his vindaloo fuelled liquid faeces down Clarksons reluctant japseye, whilst simultaneously ejaculating a lifetimes worth of built up jism into his eyes.
I will leave the eventual outcome up to you.....
I had to bite down on a pen for 5 minutes
to supress my giggles so that no workmates would ask what I was laughing at!
Once again, the apprentice surpasses the master!
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:19,
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Once again, the apprentice surpasses the master!
haha :)
I have to do that every day. i find that holding my nose works a treat
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:28,
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a french maid bending over while dusting something
you can clearly see she has on some saucy stocking and suspenders and a pair of tiny panties.
or
godzilla battling a giant robot that's crushing tokyo
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:11,
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or
godzilla battling a giant robot that's crushing tokyo
do a shit drawing
I bet you can't, I bet even your shit ones are spectacular.
or dinner ladies
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:14,
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or dinner ladies
Here's a bird I drew a while ago (13 years). It's none too grand.
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:16,
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that's still better than i can draw
I drew a cake for DTH's birthday
and it is not as good as your bird picture
edit: a genre could be animal fight club
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:19,
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and it is not as good as your bird picture
edit: a genre could be animal fight club
Lumpy
or
Contemporary-killing in the desert, with llamas, evil mind controlling llamas, with rabies.
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:17,
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Contemporary-killing in the desert, with llamas, evil mind controlling llamas, with rabies.
That's on the cards.....
....I'll draw the nano-enhanced "Nine of Twelve" tomorrow.
Today is a post-it free day.
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:19,
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Today is a post-it free day.
Hammer Horror?
Possibly with a sexy dentist as i'm feeling a little strange right now...
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:22,
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I once had a dentist
called Mr. Willy.
It was all I could do to stop myself from laughing...
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 16:49,
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It was all I could do to stop myself from laughing...
Something
from an Iain M Banks novel..
*reading the Algerbraist at the moment*
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:23,
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*reading the Algerbraist at the moment*
why are his real life books so good, with excellent characters you can really believe in
while his scifi is so utterly snooze-worthy, with shit characters who are utterly cardboard and are always pining over some lost love or other as a flimsy motivation for their stupid actions.
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:27,
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Just not from
A Song of Stone
or Use of Weapons
and definitely not from The Wasp Factory
The Algebraist is a top book - bet you'll never get the twist in the ending ('cos every Iain Banks novel has one...)
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:28,
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or Use of Weapons
and definitely not from The Wasp Factory
The Algebraist is a top book - bet you'll never get the twist in the ending ('cos every Iain Banks novel has one...)
i actually like all those books
but thought 'the bridge' was one of the worst i have ever read.
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:31,
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They're all good books
just unpleasant, and therefore not good JJ material...
edit - I thought The Bridge was okay, but stretched the metaphors a little thin. 'Twas v. clever though...
I always liked Excession, just 'cos of the exceedingly sarcastic ships and the deliberately ironic names they choose for themselves...
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:32,
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edit - I thought The Bridge was okay, but stretched the metaphors a little thin. 'Twas v. clever though...
I always liked Excession, just 'cos of the exceedingly sarcastic ships and the deliberately ironic names they choose for themselves...
got to agree with that..
the bridge was rather crap..
Still, good fun author most of the time.. Always loved his more alien descriptions, the gas giant critters, the airsphere stuff and other alien beasties..
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:36,
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Still, good fun author most of the time.. Always loved his more alien descriptions, the gas giant critters, the airsphere stuff and other alien beasties..
Arggggghhhhhhhhh!
Song of Stone was the most depressing book I have ever read.
Use of Weapons is absolutely superb though.
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:42,
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Use of Weapons is absolutely superb though.
Depressing as hell though.
I'm wracking my brain trying to think of one of his books that has even a slightly happy ending. Dead Air is the only one I can think of...
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Thu 27 Apr 2006, 15:51,
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