Well I knew it wouldn't take long.

In uk.rec.motorcycles, ogden belched forth and ejected the following:

"OK, Johnny. I can see you've been straining for at least ten seconds.

What is the answer you'll thin it'll be?"

 

In uk.rec.motorcycles, Big Dave belched forth and ejected the following:

Look, it's a weakness of mine.

I trust good looking bloke, ok?!

 

In uk.rec.motorcycles, darsy belched forth and ejected the following:

Misunnderstand nothing, I've met you both on here and RL and to me,
you're a fucking wanker/****/twat in both.

Make no mistake, I've told you so to your face and I'd make no
hesitation to tell you again.

 

not at all - I just think you're a bit thick.

 

yes, but you're extremely unintelligent and your opinion is worth a
bucket of warm sick.

 

Does this include the bucket and is it made out of metal or plastic?

 

Met him on a number of occasions, but the one that sticks out is a do
at AndyRs.

To porl: TBH, I was a bit sad when you fucked off to Oz.

 

I'd imagine darsy would use a metal bucket but having moved house he
couldn't afford to give the metal bucket away. I'm sure I've been
whooshed but I don't care!

And there was me thinking the school holidays had finished. This place
is getting more dysfunctional and factional by the day.

 

I probably will be, but not until the part with the flying monkeys.

 

Paul Corfield wrote

It's the uncertainty over the nu labour party nu leadership innit. None
of us can sleep sound in our beds until it is resolved, the fate of the
nation hangs on it. It is bound to be expressed as heightened stress
levels in the general populace. I tell you, if they don't sort it soon
there might not be anyone left who gives a ****.

 

He'd probably filter out the carrots rather than risk donating
something useable.

 

I wasn't, I got the Sapphire and Steel videos.

 

You certainly don't act like that. Why would you post something like
"Haha...that's so funny I'm going to text my mate"? That's what I'm
talking about, your contributions honestly give me the impression that
you're addicted to ukrm and feel the need to tell everyone everything
on each intake of breath, each blink. That's why you fascinate me and
why I feel the need to prod you with a stick to try and understand what
makes you mongs tick.

 

Grab the conch! Quick!

 

That's sweet and all but it still sounds like you think I died. I just
went to a better place!

Think of it as a contact should you pop over here. Besides, unless I
manage to swing I'll still have to return at some point. Plus, you know
prostitution is legal in Sydney, right?

 

porl says...

I guess the money is good but doesn't your arse hurt?

 

Well, it's not like I'll see you again, is it?

Ah. Well, the Oz jobs are few and far between, and hotly contested at
work. I'll try to get my oar in though.

Uhuh. Feeling pretty silly now.

So, which side of the industry are you on? Supplier or consumer?

 

Umm, what's prostitution being legal in Sydney got to do with you
'swinging it'? Or is it better if I don't ask?

 

Are you sure darsy isn't Bear?

Having said all of that, it's also beyond me why anyone would get more
than mildly narked by darsy.

 

heh...it did quite surprise me though because I didn't know. First
drink I went out for with a mate who'd been here for a while ended up
in a street filled with theatres, restaurants, strip joints, etc with
women openly propositioning us. Sure after the first 2 or 3 I was
feeling pretty damn good about msyelf before it dawned on me.