LONG LIVE THE MEGA-POST!
You should be able to view it again, but Masako had to shut off the comments at…
She had to delete one spam comment to get it viewable again (link).
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If Ms. Avend thought the article was “fascinating,” she apparently has not yet read all the comments.
While Iâ€™d like to upgrade my skills, I find myself hestitating to contact her or visit the web site. Perhaps I am finally developing a â€œspidey sense.â€ That would explain the tingling sensation.
Ace, that might be one explanation…
Ooh! Page jump!
I admire the way that Our Risen Lord John engineered the site all those years ago to cause a jump to occur just at the right moment as to spare us staring at Elsa’s Smarmy Stock-Photo face any longer.
That’s some serious Kwisatz Haderach prescience right there.
(Appropriately, from the Hebrew ‘Keifitzat Haderech’ . . . ‘The Way’s Jump’. Yes, I do have a girlfriend. Why do you ask?)
It might have been better said the sing-songy way Sting as Feyd-Rautha said “I will kill him!”
My daughter is going to watch the new film with me for two reasons:
Or as we like to call him, ‘Timmy-wimmy-shamalama-ding-dong’.
I think you (without young children) need to find the video with the woman who keeps mispronouncing “Benedict Cumberbatch.” It’s quite amusing, and a bit raunchy in spots (hence the parental notice).
Padraic Sant’s day passed without any comments? Thought you cousins were crazy about the Irish. Comment made from a fellow Celt but Brythonian rather than Gaelic.
As Patrick wasnâ€™t technically canonized as a Saint, and wasnâ€™t actually Irish, I am not inclined to wear green on his day. But itâ€™s true that I might be crazy otherwise.
I have never been across the ocean to Ireland and therefore shouldnâ€™t judge, but Iâ€™ve heard that remarkable things are found in their peat bogs…
‘Tis true, Ace. You can’t compete with peat. It’s replete.
Steve, I’ll see you ‘Benedict Cumberbatch’ and raise you BC himself mispronouncing the word ‘penguins’ repeatedly in a nature documentary. Do YouTube it. Very amusing.
Those darned “pengwings”!
I can’t find the raunchy lady, Steve, but I’ll keep trying.
I’m not talking about the one you referred to in your post. Just generally.
Iâ€™ve decide that this place needs more John Moltz, and this is the most John Moltz that I could find in a cursory look:
Itâ€™s rather dated, but history isnâ€™t about novelty.
Ironically, although my wife’s lovely, I’d rather I dated a girl who wrote novels about history.
Would that be historical or hysterical fiction?
Sadly I’m not sufficiently endowed to provoke such a reaction, Ace. Either humourously or amourously.
Worried! Ubuntu today updated with file called “Samba”.
Still got three left feet.
From Delâ€™s scrap bin?
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I think we should actually speak English like this. It’s so much more energetically suggestible.
BroMu, your words carry the not inconsiderable weight of hard-won wisdom. Such flowery verbiage softens the blow of crass service-hawking. The splendor nearly moves one to part with precious bits of treasure, but the purse-strings are tied with a fiendish contrivance which the sharpest Damascus blade cannot defeat.
If you come to Gravesend I’ll give it a go with a Stanley knife, Ace.
Damascus be damned.
… tick tick tick tick tick tick …
Now youâ€™re tocking!
Cousins, wish you a Happy Independence Day and long live John.Nxxx
Thanx, Nxxx. Fireworks have been banned in my city and county, so it should be an enjoyable Fourth.
Fireworks banned here also. But I doubt that will stop some people.
Okay… I think Iâ€™ve figured out what the problem is here. Back in the 1930s the pulp writers were paid by the word, and they could entertain the masses at a dizzying pace. Meanwhile, here at the Giga-Post, we contributors get nothing for our efforts, and the shoddy and meager results speak for themselves. I think that if we were paid the current going rate of ten cents per word, the quantity and quality of comments would increase dramatically â€” and so would readership! Paying by the letter would be even better. Imagine if we were paid a penny for every A, I, and O… eight cents for a J… ten cents for a Z â€” just use the letter values from Scrabble! The Payroll Department should take note. The thought has me quacking like a zany duck riding an ox or a zebra!
I’m thinking the whole “blood from a stone” thing might apply here.
Hope all is well with everyone!
I’ve been away. Remember that? Neither do I, but that’s age, not alcohol.
I’d like to throw my weight behind John paying us for our efforts here. Essentially, we’ve created the Great American/British/Canadian novel of the 21st Century for him. All the words are here, he just needs to re-arrange them. And yet what thanks do we get, hmmm?
How much weight is that? And is it in stone, pounds, or kilograms?
My guess is 82 kilos or 13 stone.
Did I win?
If only, Ace . . . if only . . .
The last time I was 13 stone, I was about to sit my A-levels to the soundtrack of Hounds of Love.
But you do win something. Specifically my undying thanks for both your optimism and a quick trip down memory lane.
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Been in hospital so unable to wish you hAPPY lABOUR dAY (please excuse this side of the pond spelling) but that raised a query, how do you manage to get all pregnant women to give birth on the same day?
Actually Nxxx, that’s no longer the case. It was such a logistical nightmare to accommodate all the births on one day, what with obstetricians, midwives, birthday cards, etc., that it was decided to spread them around the calendar so as to distribute the burden more sensibly. We now use the day as the one time each year that we endeavor to accomplish something, no matter how paltry. Which is why most of us get the day off work.
Welcome back by the way. I hope that the hospital visit was fun, euphoric, and festooned with flowers and candy. And not too painful. Not a fan of pain…
What’s not to like about a visit to hospital, eh? I certainly know all mine went well. And not just for me, but also for the teams of highly trained medical personnel that were lucky enough to have me, the ideal patient, as the focus of their day.
In other news, I rillyrilly want to click that link.
Glad to see Nxxx is up and aboot (as our Northern Cousins might say).
BroMu, if you wait long enough, you can click two links. (Trying that marshmallow experiment to see if it works in this environment.)
Yes, Happy mid-September, one and all. God bless us everyone.
So much better than some of those other mid-festivals.
I want to remind all and sundry that tomorrow is Talk Like a Pirate Day, followed some time later by Squawk Like a Parrot Day (on the umpteenth of Whatember). You know what to do…
Thank ye for the reminder!
Aye! But Iâ€™m just a lily-livered landlubber flying a Jolly Roger…
Hey! I ‘Yarrrgg’d (late and badly) but it didn’t accept my post.
Ooh! I see we’ve all been a bit busy most of October.
Happy All Hallows Eve!
Thanks, Steve G.
Great pumpkins to one and all!
And get a head in life, as two heads are better than one.
Yes, Happy Horrificating to one and all.
My kids, like most over here, are now enthusiastic appropriators of pond-overy Trick or Treating. And are consequently, as of this evening, now made almost entirely of complex sugars and nougat. I think it might be the next stage of evolution.
What goes on?!
Happy Guy Fawkes Night, cousins!
Like Halley’s Comet, Cai rounds the sun and makes another visit!
It reminds me of the time we sent Nxxx into orbit…
Happy November and Fifth? Although Guido was one of the few who visited Parliament with good intentions, in Croydon (ugh) it’s fireworks for Haloween, Diwali and November the fifth. When I was a kid we used to wheel a pram with a “Guy” to the nearest busy place and chant “Penny for the guy” at every passer by, spend the rewards on fireworks and burn the guy who had earned us the gelt t on a bonfire in the garden. My brain hurts after all that.
Just one question, does one need to use the shoe polish to take advantage of Black Friday reductions?
It may be misapprehension on my part, but I think Black Friday is a boon for morticians. We are encouraged to “shop until you drop,” whereupon they scoop you up, followed by mourning in the morning, with black dress and veil. Shoe polish may be indicated…
Can we burn Black Friday on a bonfire? I’m having trouble getting through my inbox on account of the tsunami of offered tat. None of it, sadly, to do with my erectile dysfunction or tiny tadger. That algorithm seems to need a tweak.