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On 04/11/2015 at 17:44, Decimus said:

As I am a collosal pervert, I can confidently say that as opposed to now, we would have got on famously back then.

Some punters liked it, but I think my nom about women on nude beaches who display tampon strings hanging for all to see was too much. As per the requirement of the site in those days I uploaded snap of myself demonstrating same. Some people were shocked, shocked I can tell you. Even the Nom "Looking for lost items in cupboards" upset some whilst others queried about my c-section scar whist others thought I would look better with a full Brazilian.

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Some punters liked it, but I think my nom about women on nude beaches who display tampon strings hanging for all to see was too much. As per the requirement of the site in those days I uploaded snap of myself demonstrating same. Some people were shocked, shocked I can tell you. Even the Nom "Looking for lost items in cupboards" upset some whilst others queried about my hysterectomy scar whist others thought I would look better with a full Brazilian.

"That is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain. The happy highways where I went And cannot come again."

Nostalgia is a cunt. (No pun intended.)

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Um, the first quote seemed to have gone over your head but no worries.

The "Eh?" was querying "sinking in now?" and "Been tipped off?"

The "sinking in now" seems to have gone over your head.

"Been tipped off" refers to someone maybe asking you to tone it down?

Now,leave it for fucks sake.

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Indeed. You can't beat a Shropshire Lad!

LOVELIEST of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
 
Now, of my threescore years and ten,        5
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
 
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,        10
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
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LOVELIEST of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
 
Now, of my threescore years and ten,        5
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
 
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,        10
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.

Soppy cunt. 

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Some punters liked it, but I think my nom about women on nude beaches who display tampon strings hanging for all to see was too much. As per the requirement of the site in those days I uploaded snap of myself demonstrating same. Some people were shocked, shocked I can tell you. Even the Nom "Looking for lost items in cupboards" upset some whilst others queried about my hysterectomy scar whist others thought I would look better with a full Brazilian.

i had you down as 10 years past the 'change'

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Guest DingTheRioja

Fuck me, can I come back yet? 

Looking at this, you're probably better off waiting a while...

i had you down as 10 years past the 'change'

I know I am.

That's more for the Bruce Jenner thread...

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Guest Quincy Cockfingers
On 4 November 2015 at 11:50:43, Jiggerycock said:

This is our town, this is Friday night
Dressed in our rags and our rage
And our best piercing eyes
Looking for something, anything, just anyone

Stare across the floors, they begin to dance
Missing all the rhythms and the chosen right steps
And we laugh and we drink in our corner again
We're better than them, we're better than them

Divided we were born, divided we live
Divided we fall, yeah, divided we die
Still we tell ourselves over and over again
We're better than them, we're better than them

With our hunger and our hatred
We all walk this town
With our fear and our weakness
Just holding on

With our doubt and our emptiness
And this cold, cold frown
We got to be so important
We'll put the whole damn world down

And we build the walls that we can hide behind
And our finest weapon is our poisoned pride
Here in this town where the jealousies burn
We're watching you

And truth is only what we need it to be
To bring us survival through each and every day
Where nowhere is safe and nowhere is home
Just be cool

And what was she wearing and what did he say?
Who goes with who and what did they do?
Yeah, we tell ourselves over and over again
We're better than them, we're better than them



 

Utter fucking utter utter shite

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24 minutes ago, Quincy Cockfingers said:

Utter fucking utter utter shite

I think Sullivan was returning to a recurring 'leitmotif' in his 'oeuvre'; namely the insidiously, incestuously gossipy prurience of the lost White British underclass. Although written in 1984, it foretells the Inghamesque spin doctoring of the 'truth being only what we need it to be' as well as degraded potential of Twitter and Instagram and other social media to be less a force for good, merely now a contrivance for empty souls to yammer ceaselessly into the void  ('And what was she wearing and what did he say? Who goes with who and what did they do?')

In this respect then, there is real power to this compelling narrative.

Then again - it could well be utter fucking utter, utter shite.

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6 minutes ago, Jiggerycock said:

I think Sullivan was returning to a recurring 'leitmotif' in his 'oeuvre'; namely the insidiously, incestuously gossipy prurience of the lost White British underclass. Although written in 1984, it foretells the Inghamesque spin doctoring of the 'truth being only what we need it to be' as well as degraded potential of Twitter and Instagram and other social media to be less a force for good, merely now a contrivance for empty souls to yammer ceaselessly into the void  ('And what was she wearing and what did he say? Who goes with who and what did they do?')

In this respect then, there is real power to this compelling narrative.

Then again - it could well be utter fucking utter, utter shite.

I'd go with the latter...

.. and where did you copy/paste that shit from?

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Guest DingTheRioja
2 minutes ago, Jiggerycock said:

It's from this thing called The Internet.

On it they have 'The Googles' and, with a bit of knowledge of contemporary culture, why you can unearth almost anything these days!

 

Fuck that then.

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Guest Quincy Cockfingers
5 minutes ago, Jiggerycock said:

It's from this thing called The Internet.

On it they have 'The Googles' and, with a bit of knowledge of contemporary culture, why you can unearth almost anything these days!

 

Some things are best left unearthed, such as that trumpeting shite. Some other things should have been placed in the earth a long time ago. Do you see where this is going?

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