Author Topic: The Grumble Thread - No energy for a full on rant. (Read 1624760 times)

hellymedic · « **Reply #6700 on:** 08 August, 2015, 08:22:14 pm »

Maybe his day job is as signwriter for TfL at Waltamstow...http://diamondgeezer.blogspot.co.uk/2015_08_01_diamondgeezer_archive.html

Mr Larrington · « **Reply #6701 on:** 08 August, 2015, 08:28:40 pm »

Doesn't much matter coz that section of the Victoria Line is closed for the rest of the month chiz.

hellymedic · « **Reply #6702 on:** 08 August, 2015, 08:47:53 pm »

I know but I'm not the only spelling pedant in Londonton.

Tim Hall · « **Reply #6703 on:** 08 August, 2015, 11:40:31 pm »

Quote from: Andrij on 08 August, 2015, 08:03:31 pm

Busker at Bond Street Station this afternoon, singing don't worry 'bout a ting... should have worried about at least one ting - tuning his guitar.

(Stolen from the terrible jokes thread)
I've got a job playing triangle with The Wailers.

I just stand at the back an ting.

T42 · « **Reply #6704 on:** 10 August, 2015, 05:41:23 pm »

PBP partner wanders into his saw-you-coming pharmacy and comes out with essential oils and homoeopathic crèmes de bum. He's always insisting this crap is better than evidence-based medicine. Keeping one's kewl in the face of pure & applied damned higgorance is hard betimes.

Kim · « **Reply #6705 on:** 10 August, 2015, 05:50:02 pm »

Essential oil + lycra = I hope you're on the front?

Andrij · « **Reply #6706 on:** 10 August, 2015, 09:52:33 pm »

So, Radio 3, the plural of concerto is concertos? That's the sort of dumbing-down one expects from Classic FM, not the Beeb.

Jakob W · « **Reply #6707 on:** 11 August, 2015, 08:19:58 am »

In English, I'd say yes - I've never heard anyone refer to (e.g.) the Brandenburg Concerti...

T42 · « **Reply #6708 on:** 11 August, 2015, 08:22:55 am »

Quote from: Kim on 10 August, 2015, 05:50:02 pm

Essential oil + lycra = I hope you're on the front?

I shall eat beans.

Meanwhile, the varming vamily across the vay are out in numbers (mama + 6 varmints) to vettle their veggie vittle patch; they have a radio churning out disco jive or some such vile vacarme so loudly that mama can scarcely hear herself shriek at varmint the least to kindly regurgitate the hoe. I can't say that this is interrupting my work: it's so bloody annoying I can't think where to start.

Think I'll have a coffee.

Oh yasus gott. Someone's dung trailer just went past my open window. I'm outta here.

Bledlow · « **Reply #6709 on:** 11 August, 2015, 12:17:55 pm »

Quote from: T42 on 10 August, 2015, 05:41:23 pm

PBP partner wanders into his saw-you-coming pharmacy and comes out with essential oils and homoeopathic crèmes de bum. He's always insisting this crap is better than evidence-based medicine. Keeping one's kewl in the face of pure & applied damned higgorance is hard betimes.

There's a charitable organisation that gives out free 'medicine' to people who want to cure the poor dear fox in their garden of sarcoptic mange.

It's homoeopathic.

I worked out that it's so dilute that most bottles of it will contain none of the supposed active ingredient at all. It's supposed to be given to the fox by putting a few drops on food, once a day. At that rate, the fox will, on average, die of old age before ingesting any of the 'active' ingredient. It's getting food with a few drops of distilled water added.

David Martin · « **Reply #6710 on:** 11 August, 2015, 12:25:36 pm »

But don't leave it out in the rain, or the poor thing will get an overdose

T42 · « **Reply #6711 on:** 11 August, 2015, 03:59:16 pm »

The first vet we used here was a raving homoeopath. As a result our first Leonberg's ear infection progressed to the point where she became epileptic.

He also claimed to have hypnotized a neighbour's cat via the telephone.

Ruthie · « **Reply #6712 on:** 11 August, 2015, 09:29:25 pm »

My hip aches. That means it's going to rain.

Fneh.

Mr Larrington · « **Reply #6713 on:** 11 August, 2015, 10:28:22 pm »

My hair is wet. That meant it was raining when I came home.

It has just occurred to me that the last time I rode in the rain was on PBP in 2007, which says more about the amount of riding I've done than any luck I've had with the weather.

Pedaldog. · « **Reply #6714 on:** 12 August, 2015, 12:40:05 am »

Eating crishpsh wiff no teefsh ish really bad for the inshide off your moufsh! Self Sabotage again.

Wombat · « **Reply #6715 on:** 12 August, 2015, 08:42:09 am »

Ow! I feel your pain, PD...

Bledlow · « **Reply #6716 on:** 12 August, 2015, 09:55:29 am »

Quote from: David Martin on 11 August, 2015, 12:25:36 pm

But don't leave it out in the rain, or the poor thing will get an overdose

Perhaps I should register with the website & start telling people that. Some of the idiots who get the stuff have expressed worries about a more diluted & thus 'more potent' version, & whether it's too strong for the foxes.

I went there thinking it might be real, & then saw the H word.

Guy · « **Reply #6717 on:** 12 August, 2015, 03:18:41 pm »

This change in direction means I'll have a head wind all the way home from the pub tonight. A whole 11/10ths of a mile. How ever will I cope?

Basil · « **Reply #6718 on:** 12 August, 2015, 10:23:29 pm »

Oh deep joy.
Another day of mangle speak, deth by PowerPoint, ice breakers, seminar group work and other cringeworthy stuff in Nottingham tomorrow.

Come on Basil. Just play the game. As Mrs. Pingu says, "Don't clench, it only makes it worse."

Mrs Pingu · « **Reply #6719 on:** 12 August, 2015, 10:34:45 pm »

I have found the secret to making role play bearable is to completely ham it up...

fuzzy · « **Reply #6720 on:** 13 August, 2015, 08:45:14 am »

Full on 'lovey' mode?

Turn it in to a Quentin Tarantino inspired production?

Mr Larrington · « **Reply #6721 on:** 13 August, 2015, 11:25:52 am »

Nobody ever made me perform such rank absurdities but I think Tarantino appropriate. Especially the speech about the AK47 from Jackie Brown.

T42 · « **Reply #6722 on:** 13 August, 2015, 11:43:23 am »

My diedaphone has dicked.

Bledlow · « **Reply #6723 on:** 13 August, 2015, 12:59:55 pm »

Rain, rain, rain. Awful timing. Where were you when my vegetables needed you?

tiermat · « **Reply #6724 on:** 13 August, 2015, 01:03:00 pm »

Quote from: Bledlow on 13 August, 2015, 12:59:55 pm

Rain, rain, rain. Awful timing. Where were you when my vegetables needed you?

Yorkshire....

Author Topic: The Grumble Thread - No energy for a full on rant. (Read 1624760 times)

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