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Opinions are like assessments, judgements or evaluations...everyone's got one.....
Yes, but they may not be entitled to it. People only ever say "I'm entitled to my opinion" at the point where they can no longer justify the opinion that they hold, but are unwilling to let it go. It's an attempt to imply that there is some kind of freedom of speech issue, when in fact it is just a failure of logic and persuasion.
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I'll tell Em you used that smiley.
At the end of the day, I'll tell Em you used that smiley. End of.
Make your mind up.
Or make up your mind.
I can't decide.
At the end of the day, you've got to Make your mind up. Or make up your mind. I can't decide. End of.
...see there really is no idea or sentiment to which "at the end of the day" and "end of" adds nothing.
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Anyone who wants Liggett and Sherwen will have to fight me first. They used to be good but now they are just a pair of cliche ridden automatons who spend most of their time blowing smoke up Armstrong's a*se. Tw*ts.
Harmon and Kelly are far, far superior.
Are you sure? Kelly sounds always sounds like he's about to top himself, and struggles to pronounce the names of anyone "a bit foreign".
Lets have a proper fight for it, just like London Dynamo would.
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Not so much an OHSHIT! moment but an ohh, *shit *moment last night.
I was waiting at the lights at Clapham North on the way home and this big guy pulls up next to me on a hybrid, with nice wheels and stuff, which I start idly checking out (habit, I need to get out more). I notice something weird - his bars are cut down, but only the right one, and it's only about 4 inches long, with a** bell** and cyclecomputer on it. It may seem obvious to you why this was, and it did to me approximately three seconds after I opened my fat gob and said "dude, what happened to your handlebars?!". Staring straight ahead, he said "I've only got one", and thankfully before I said "yer but why" I realised that he in fact only had one arm, necessitating only one handlebar. His right arm was missing, a fact I did not ascertain at first because he was side on to me. I opened my mouth to jabber an apology but the only word "dude" fell shakily out again, as I turned to beetroot; the lights changed and he pumped off. I am very sorry Mr Man With One Arm. I'm a hopelessly inquisitive c*nt who opens his mouth when he really should be minding his own business.So how was he planning on ringing the bell?
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Quote:
'Infanta de Castille', the eldest daughter of the King of Castille who had come to the area in the early 1500s to shack up with Henry VIII's elder brother Arthur. I think this was debunked by referring to the crest of the Cutler's Company, which has been traced back to the very early 1600s and which shows an elephant carrying a howdah, misinterpreted as a castle. They supposedly incorporated the elephant symbol because of the ivory used to make knife handles. There was also an 'Elephant and Castle' pub at Newingtonsome differing opinions but I'm more inclined to go with my missus' version
Elephant & Castle is more of often (wrongly) associated with Eleanor of Catille (wife of Edward I) who was not an infanta. Arthur Tudor's wife was Catherine of Aragon & Castille, who was an infanta, but of Aragon & Castille, but is more famous for being Henry VIII first wife (yup he married his bro's widow).
The Cutler's company explanation is the correct one. The Elephant and Castle pub (which is still there) has stood on the junction of the roads to Kent and Surrey for like ages.....
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I know I'm old and everything, and don't understand the youngsters fashions, but these look like the surgical shoes my granny had to wear after having two of her toes removed.
They're based on '60's cycling shoes!
My nan was in her '60s when she had her toes amputated. Perhaps there has been a terrible mix-up.
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My old band supported the Fuzztones back in the early 90s, I saw Rudi go into the dressing room toilets with at least three different young ladies (tho' not at the same time)... I was amazed... As well as a little envious... ;]
Yey! The Fuzztones! Saw them support the Damned in Woolwich in '85. By crazy coincidence, I took the younger sister of the girl in the anecdote above. A far more successful evening. It made up for the disappointment of finding myself standing next to Dave Vanian and discovering that I'm about a foot taller than him.


What's wrong with the burgers?