Well I knew it wouldn't take long.

Oh, that kind of smoke. Gotcha. Anyway, you've only got my word for
that.

 

ahh - I see the mist clearing.

Yess, yes, that's right. Now I remember. I can't take credit for it
really - between your comment above and the url that Platy posted (a
"aha! Him! moment), It has become clear.

That was the OSM where yourself darsy and a few others sat in one
corner like Siamese brethren and didn't move for most of the time
there.

I probably should feel honoured.

 

Q: How can you tell he was pissed?
A: It was almost literate.

Oh and WC, I'm sure the pricks have always been around, the internet
just means you interact with more people, therefore more pricks. I
mean, if you didn't have the internet, how many pricks would you meet
in your house?

 

See? I'm always right about everything.

darsy gets very insecure if left on his own and I had promised to be
his play date. We were building a fort.

Arise, Sir Slightly-less-boring-than-before.

 

Fairly unlikely there SD. Your two modes of conversation are [1] funny
and interesting or attempting to communcate with potential denizens
of 2003 UB313 while unconscious with infrasound.

 

Try asking for Canadian Bacon.

 

Or, if in Paris, Frances Bacon

 

Or, if in visible, Kevin Bacon.

 

<raises hand>

ooh, ooh, I know this one...

 

or, if in terminable, Richard Bacon

 

ITYM "in casualty"

"On August 7th 2006, Richard was attacked by two men who followed him
into the toilet at the Garrick Pub on Charing Cross Road, London; he
suffered a broken nose, black eye and split lip, as a result of the
unprovoked attack, and will need surgery to rebuild his nose, once the
swelling has gone down. Police are currently investigating the
incident."

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Bacon_(television_presenter)

 

At least he didn't get sliced.

 

when he's sober.

 

unfortunately true.

heh.

 

who's the knob on the right?

 

I never actually worked out why that was/what started it.

 

Because you're an objectionable ****?

 

don't think I don't appreciate it, lil fella.

 

he can do "slurring incoherantly by 7pm", as in The Banker on his
birthday a couple of years ago.

 

well, yes, but I meant specifically.