LONG LIVE THE MEGA-POST!
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She had to delete one spam comment to get it viewable again (link).
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I was independent, there, for a few years, between marriages. If I remember rightly, it had much to recommend it, and I would be willing to give it another go if the pay were sufficient.
I was codependent, but then it became scarce and I switched to pollock.
Nxxx,
Thanks. I hope our cousins aren’t still harboring bad feelings.
I must admit that the occasional spam comment on the site does sucker me into looking at some random article that I had totally forgotten about.
We are planning your occupation now.
I have developed this neat small moustache, a kiss curl and this smart, new salute.
Well, then to dissuade you, I fart in your general direction.
See how fast we do this whole ‘election’ stuff in Blighty. New PM by Wednesday (and would probably have been sooner were Brenda not chillaxing on her hols). I fear the Clump (surely the official Clinton-Trump Brangelina-esque hyrbridisation? . . . although I prefer Trumpton, for highly anglocentric reasons) face-off will take considerably longer. Peh, you Yanks and your ridiculous insistence of democratic accountability . . .
It appears that in the US election system, nowadays, democracy is added like salt “to taste” by the chef, or whoever runs the process.
BroMu, you could always go back to monarchy. At least you’d have the succession thing figured out.
You’re correct Steve, all our politicians suck.
Well, we could always just tippex the word ‘Constitutional’ out of Constitutional Monarchy on all the relevant Acts. Would that work? I tried a similar approach with all the ‘-‘ signs on my mortgage debit statement, but the bank didn’t approve. Luddites.
Lud was good. Life was better pre the otto cycle motor age, horse crap up to your ankles but fantastic garden produce.
Any news on the methane powered Mac?
If you could design one to operate on politicians’ bloviations, I think you’d have as close to a perpetual power source as we’re going to find.
Being in the beta-test pool for a prototype alcohol-fueled iMac, I have tested it with methanol, ethanol, propanol, and butanol. It was doing best on methanol, but after a week it started demanding Irish whiskey or Jamaican rude rum for the tank, which I can’t afford. Now it just sits there whining and moaning in Siri’s voice.
I can’t wait to ship it back and get the solar-powered prototype.
I tested it with ephemerol and it blew my mind.
I tested it with erythropoietin and it won the Tour de France.
This year’s Tour? That’s really good, because they still have a few days left.
Nxxx is sponsored by Putin. He runs races like he does elections.
It is heavily disguised as a guy called Chris.
Whoops.
Kernel Panic caused it to fall off yesterday but the Mac recovered, spread blood over the race jersey and even appeared at the Maillot Jaune presentation with an ice pack on its right knee.
Beat that Windows 10.
I already ‘beat that Windows 10’. With an ugly stick.
The company I work for uses Microsoft Windows, and a little over a year ago upgraded all its computers nationwide to Windows 7 from Windows XP. At the rate this is going, I can expect my first use of Windows 10 in about five years or so…
It’s like Zeno’s Paradox. Only with Windows Upgrades instead of a tortoise.
Zeno missed a trick there. Just think of the sponsorship.
BroMu,
Zeno’s paradox mentioned on Radio 4 on Sunday.
You never told us you were in broadcasting.
I wanted to test one of Zeno’s so-called paradoxes by having the tortoise race from the finish line to the start line while Achilles raced from the start line to the finish line. Unfortunately, the collision was so messy that it was difficult to tell who had gone further, and neither racer will be competing in this or any future Olympiad.
Damn druggies are everywhere! Flood the tunnels!
Ace, you seem to have been envisioning some form of LHC (Legendary Hero Collider). Can I suggest Narcissus one way and Echo the other?
It just seems so right.
That would be a good collision.
How about Godzilla and King Kong. No, King Edward II.
Tweedlee vs. Tweedledum?
King Edward made very good potatoes.
BroMu,
Enjoy your jolly hollies?
Yes indeed, Nxxx. Was my absence that obvious?
I fear so.
‘Twas Teignmouth in Devon. Never been before (it’s usually Hastings . . . adventurous we’re not). Very nice and sparkly-watery. Obviously not a patch on Gravsend, though.
Sometime back, I warned my acquaintances who were using Android phones with certain susceptible versions (Android 2.2. Froyo and Android 4.0. Ice Cream Sandwich) that they were likely to have problems as the climate warmed. Sure enough, their operating systems have started to melt. Even KitKat is getting soft around the edges. Now they have to decide whether to switch to iPhone or move to the Arctic. Or invest in a cooler which could double as a charging station…
Charging station?
You have income tax offices on your side of the Pond too?
Guys,
Realise this is unlikely but
how about a whip round to help Apple with their tax problems?
Personally, Ace, I’d like El Capitan to put a little tin-pot ‘tache across the screen and make heel-clicky noises for mouse-clicky actions. Apple have clearly dropped the ball on this one.
And talking of Apple, I very disappointed that they should have used tax loopholes in Ireland to funnel billions out of sight. I had offered the underside of my mattress for similar purposes but the ‘experts’ at Cupertino declined. But who’s laughing now, eh?
They could send some of it my way. I’m not too far from there. They could drive it over.
Or they could spend the money on Sexbots and/or Pudding over IP. I can still hope…
Just a thought, did any of the tunnels emerge in Oirland?
I believe there was a tunnel from North America to Ireland, but it was plugged with concrete after a rumor circulated that Donald Trump was coming to build a golf course in County Kerry.
Are Donald Trump and Donald J Trump related?
Have heard rumo(u)rs that they were prototype sexbot rejects.
I’m very much looking forward to you forthcoming TrumpTon election (as opposed to calling it the Climp clash, which is not nearly as funny over here). Is there any chance Donald has a relative called Trouser, because that would just about finish me off at this stage.
I have not investigated the familial relations of Mr. Trump (or Drumpf, as many of his detractors prefer to call him), because I have more important things to do, such as post comments on the best Apple-oriented satirical site there ever was.
Alas, the election is rigged so that the candidate with the most electoral votes (and usually the popular vote) will automatically win. Until we overhaul the system it is practically impossible for a loser to win, no matter how much we “dumb down” the populace. Comedy may be hard, but democracy is even harder.
And neither comedy nor democracy are pretty.
Satirical?
I never realised that.
Thought it was all true.
Being satirical doesn’t mean it isn’t true somewhere in the multiverse.
I haven’t decided whether I want to wake from this dream…the waking world might be far worse.
Ace, are you the Red King?
We have similar problems with our electoral system over here, of course. The main bugs in the system are the voters, who keep telling porkies to pollsters and mucking the media around as a consequence. It’s almost like they’re taking the piss or something. Surely there are ways of arranging a democracy that exclude voters and their ilk from the process entirely. If only we had some historical or, indeed, contemporary examples of such systems (let’s call them ‘regimes’ for sake of argument). Alas I feel we will search in vain, however.
How ’bout strange women lying in ponds distributing swords?
As long as that “strange woman” isn’t in my loo, why worry?
Is it time for our traditional game of ‘Wheeeeeere’s Johnny (Moltz)’?
You go first . . .
Nxxx, what about a “familiar” woman in the loo?
Steve is ignored as I’too old to even notice anyone else, or care.
Esteemed Mr. Moltz Sir, It is I, the one who sent you The Guardian’s approval of CARS, many moons ago.
Lord and Master, please let us, your unworthy followers, glimpse, even momentarily, your glorious writings.
If that don’t work, oy Moltz, get dahn ere and tell us you’re alive as the assurance company don’t want to pay out.