In defence of Halfords...

Wednesday ytc!

 

snort underseal?

nah, I'm not that desperate.

 

That should be interesting. I'm still waiting for a tail unit for an R1 off
Nige.


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Those crazy furriners keeping British traditions alive and well eh?

Oh I can get my fags from our local "Not a doctor" shop, but I remember when
corner shops would flog kids cigs one at a time, with two or three matches
in a little triangular paper bag. I used to get 'em myself but I got three.
One fore a quick gasp before I got to school, the 2nd half was savoured
after lunch. The 2nd cig was half smoked on the way home from school and
then finished off a little later (after scoffing).

The third was to bribe bints to drop 'em. It wasn't sophisticated or even
very successful, but one had hope

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It was originally owned and run by a Bangladeshi family, but the owner died
and Dash bought it. It's still known as the Paki shop though and it was even
before anyone thought of the word "Paki" was a slur.


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I think it's C4 actually.


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Don't knock it 'til you've tried it.


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C4? from an Indian?

Much more likely weapons-grade PU.

 

Aye I read the sneaky little Punkah's have scope creeped from having a
couple kept in parts distributed on several sites to having at least 50 or
so operational (1). Note that India is not a signatory of the NPT.
Probably more than Israel. Not a good stance from which to argue with Iran.

(1) www.thebulletin.org

 

thinking about India, Pakistan, North Korea and Iran having a "to do"
is like a global "mong-fight" where /everyone/ loses.

Don't have nightmares[1]

I know, at least they've "downgraded" us all to "6 minutes from
midnight".


[1] I had a bizarre nightmare last night involving a /car/ track day
somehow held in the long-stay car-park at Stansted airport, were Si
Batey got himself killed by ramming his (and don't ask me why, other
than the fact he's welshish) Vauxhall Viva underneath a bin lorry that
happened to be on the "track", and most annoyingly of all, I was
assigned to be the person responsible for handling the funeral
arrangements.

 

got to wait until after my next blood test, next Monday. Hopefully
"normal" service can be resumed after that.

 

This is your Wales phobia rearing its ugly head.

 

I can account for almost all of it.

*I used the long stay car-park at Stansted within the last month
*I slagged off the welsh within the last week
*In my teens, a couple of tear-aways did manage to decapitate
themselves by driving under the back of a bin lorry (though this was
in 'Ards and it was IIRC a Capri, rather than a Viva)
*in the dream, the "funeral arrangements" for disposing of a dead
welshman turned out to merely involve hiring a skip

 

You certainly have a rich internal life.

 

Last bizarre nightmare I remember ended with me being accused of child
abuse.

Just imagine, waking up in a cold sweat, terrified, yet everso slightly
aroused and unable to log on to Bebo without having flashbacks.

 

I read that as "bonobo" the first two times (can there be two first
times?). Still, you freak, stay the hell off Bebo, you're about 15
years too old for it.

those are the least of my worries[1][5]

[1] I've been awake since about 03:30 yesterday; it's 2:10 "today",
and since stopping those stupid drugs last week[2], my mind's still
racing like a 50cc mini-moto[4]
[2] ****- thinking about it, it really has been a week already - I may
have to take up the offer I had the other day of a "help"ing of
special K to help me get off the drugs that were supposed to make it
easier for me to cut down on drinking[3a][3b]
[3a] stopping drinking was easy - just as Champ has "noted", it's made
me surreally lucid. Or silly. One of the two.
[3b] my own alco-fascist doctor made a comment along the lines of "why
the **** she prescribe you these? Of course you drink too much, but
making it easier for you to cut down won't actually make it easier for
you".[3c]
[3c] bit of piss-up (including me and S. (the saffer you met that
time) "not drinking" in The Paternoster this thursday, if you or
anyone else is interested[7]
[4] not particularly fast, and I look like an idiot.
[5] though if I do manage to sleep at some point tonight, and dream
about Batey again I may have to kill someone[6]
[6] anyone will do[8]
[7] a particular "special" week at my former employers with 4 permies
being laid off - from ~75 in 2003, they're now down to around 15.
[8] I'm thinking of putting Platypus out of our misery - how does that
sound?

 

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I don't think that cutting off his home internet connection will work
because he'll still post from work.

 

Nowadays I could post from my phone. Probably.

 

**** off, uncle - you can probably barely manage predictive text.

 

I must admit that my stubby fingers occasionally struggle with the
touch-screen qwerty keyboard, but the phone is quite clever and changes it
to what it thinks I should have said.