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Nooooooooooooooooo! No doubt they'll do to it what they did to Taxi

Ooh Taxi. But not Taxi 2

Genius

Le Diner de Cons (the idiots dinner) one of the funniest film i have watched

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119038/

Repped. Laugh-out-loud funny, not what you expect from the French

If you want darkness watch La Grande Bouffe. A group of gourmat's gather to eat themselves to death over a weakend

'La Chateau de ma Mere' and 'La Gloire du mon Pere' are excellent heart warming coming-of-age films. Watch with attractive French women preferably

Johnny Rotten advertising butter

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8wdyRpA1rA

Another jaw-drop from me, serious

I knocked meat on the head recently (buddhist approach: I'll eat it if it's offered to me, or if we're going for curry) and it made one hell of a difference quickly to my weight

Anyway, Falafel is the new meat

was going to make an all new thread but this will serve

I think I can count the actual times my jaw has dropped in my lifetime but it did when I caught this on MTV Dance

YouTube - Scooter vs Status Quo - Jump That Rock (Whatever You Want) (HQ) - Out Now!!!

It's like watching a one-armed woman shag a dog (which I have actually seen)

Happy Birthday mate. Here's some Cali Love for ya

YouTube - 2 Pac & Dr Dre - California Love

There are vegan forums?

That's a rooster

I'd put it on Discogs. It's really simple and I just sold two records really quickly. The second Beta Band 12 for £35 and an Unkle album (cough) for £15 or something. It's easy to see what things are going for on there...

Cheers for the link. Got my Uncle's record collection he's left here (gone to the US) and told me to sell. Full of dub/ska/industrial stuff as far as I can work out. Some of it looks well rare but no idea how much it's worth and where to sell: was going to ebay it but this looks the better option

I trust telly not radio

She's usually in the KFC in Huddersfield.
Good luck...

I'm in Cheltenham. Think I can make it there before she leaves. On my bike

Cheers Chris, ta for making my world crumble

She told me that you were a monster. Hence no joy for you...

A lot of people on this forum seem to know this girl

If you do can you get her to call me

Nada, nothing, just chilled the fuck out. Get a little OCD from time to time and this was one of them. Walked out of my job because they were twats and been trying to find one ever since so I'm just waiting and waiting to hear back from people and she kinda tapped into that.

I saw Philippe last night tho, and no he's not slipping her the saucisson. He thinks from talking to her she's got a fella. I got the impression she had recently spilt up with someone and maybe it was a bit messy. I'll give it a day or three, see how I feel and maybe call. No more texts: consider me officially schooled

I think I created a monster

Right I'll see you cunts later, I'm off on the pull

This part of your reply let you down.

I'll take it back

That's my old DJ name, so maybe

Can I just say people on this forum are a bunch of cunts, but in a good way

As I said, I wanted some opinions, demented or otherwise, and I got 'em

Thanks, its actually helped

For the love of fuck sake. Have you honestly just asked for dating advice on a cycling website?

Jimmy_Fingers: Dear Agony Aunt Object, My life is so screwed up right now because I can't work someone out who I've known for 5 minutes. Can you help me?

Object: Harden The Fuck Up.

err...Miscellaneous & Meaningless, right? But thanks for the imput

But HTFU is good advice

Wouldn't be posting this but this bird has proper scrambled my brain. I'll seperate it into three sections so those at the back can keep up.

1 The backstory

I basically worked with this girl for one four hour shift at my old work (I stormed out about 4 days later). Didn't think a lot of her at immediately but as the shift went on we got chatting and she kept laughing at what I was saying (no she wasn't retarded, honest injun) and at the end I sorta had that slightly giddy feeling you get when you've met someone you like. Anyway I left as I said and was a bit gutted I wasn't going to see her again. My pal Phillippe was on holiday but when he got back I sent him a text asking him to get her number. A day later I got a text from her, saying that Phillippe had given her my number and asking me how I was. There was a brief exchange of texts and then I asked her if she wanted to go for a drink, she said yes and we arranged to meet up a few days later. We continued to swap texts for the next few days.

2 The Date

Met her at 7:30, left her at midnight. Inbetween we did nothing but talk and laugh. We covered a lot of subjects, found out we had similar politics, tastes in music and both liked cooking. Good body language (mimicing, hair touching, you know the score), good fun. I thought she had a really cute way of talking and pretty eyes. Can't tell you what she thought unfortunately, I'm not Derren Brown. We went to three pubs, ending in one near her house. At the end I offered to walk her back (she's 28 BTW, just back from SA and living with her mum) and she accepted. Before parting she told me she had a lovely evening, I agreed and moved in for a cuddle and a kiss, which I duely got (no tongues). I asked her if we were going to do this again, she said yes, I turned to leave, then pulled her close again for another kiss (still no tongues). On the way home got another text from her thanking me again for the lovely evening. I'm as happy as Larry, good night, thought I'd done good. Worth mentioning we had about 4 drinks the entire night so weren't hammered by any means

3 The Aftermath

The aftermath is basically zip. That text that night is the last one I've received from her. I've not done a Swingers (and if you don't get that reference just watch the film, its genius) but sent three gentle texts, one Thursday (the day after) just saying hope it wasn't too painful getting to work that morning, and then one Friday (which was sunny) saying hope she's gets a chance to enjoy the sun today and feel free to wish me a happy birthday (since it was) and then again on Monday, just asking how she is and suggesting we meet for a drink Wednesday (tonight) but still zip, nada, zero

So anyway I'm wondering what the fuck's going on and what to do.

Ideal scenario A is there's been a technical glitch (phone lost, phone cut off) and she'll roll up tonight at the pub I suggested (because she may know I'm going even if she hasn't gotten the message as Philippe is meeting me there) I'll grin broadly, she'll smile, we'll hug, kiss a bit and live happily ever-after

Ideal scenario B is she's playing hard to get, or working from some relationship rules that dictates a timescale before she contacts me again (yes they do exist. My last girlfriend had a book called 'Is He The One' or summat and lived by it. It was the book that told her to dump my sorry arse seven months later. I hate that book). She'll contact me, I'll grin broadly and so on

Less ideal scenario C is that she's has some personal issue to deal with so focussed on that and maybe when she's over that she'll remember me, drop me a text, I'll grin broadly and you know the rest

All the other scenarios are shite: basically she woke up in the morning, freaked out because of a recent split maybe, or simply decided she didn't like me and that the best way to deal with it is to ignore me. That doesn't make sense to me because it's so cold, and she's not like that. All I need is a text saying 'had a good night but not in the right place right now for anything more than friendship' and the classic 'speak soon' which means that is highly unlikely and I'm done. Bit gutted but at least out of my misery.

So do I drop it now and give up, or call her rather than text her tonight and see if she's wants to come out, or maybe text her asking her what's going on or get someone to give her the Cds I burnt for her (she told me she's lost all hers and her ipod) on Thursday (when I thought I was going to see her again) with a wittyish note bascially saying I take the hint but think its a shame.

Realise that is a shitload to read and you don't know me from Adam (good bloke BTW) but will appreciate some opinion, demented or otherwise

Dunno, used to like 'em but that gangsta shit doesn't sound as good when you're in your 30s. B.I.G. had amazing flow tho, fair play. I was always more West Coast than East. God, give 2pac back

Has since laid down some more Beasties, Dilated Peoples and currently rocking Cypress Hill, We ain't going out like that

It's my hippedy hop playlist, with over 500 tracks on it. Yes Linkin Park/Jay Z sneaked in, but they're like a guilty pleasure, like a custard slice. There's some shite on it too (Mobb deep and Notorious BIG) but so far the ipod hasn't dropped any of it (good ipod). It seems to know I need a lift and chosen the appropriate tracks.

Hifana are the best. Check them out

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- PV HIFANA - Fresh Push Breakin'[/ame]

Ooh Jurassic 5

Fingathing are super wicked: grimey as fuck, horror hip hop or summat

And now some Dr Octagon. Anyway I'll shut up. My point is sometimes your ipod knows just what you want to hear. Other times it plays a load of shit but you gotta take the rough with the smooth

De La Soul, Buddy and Linkin Park/Jay Z, Encore

Realise a playlist is only as good as the tunes you put in it, but my birthday today and feeling a little blue because a) I haven't heard about a really good job I've had two interviews for yet and b) the girl I went out with on Wednesday, despite having a really good time and a kiss or three, hasn't texted me back so I decided to put some tunes on, while crying into my cider.

Started off with Damian Marley, Welcome to Jamrock, then gave me Coldcut and Roots Manuva, then selected Shake your Rump by Beasties (their best track IMO), and a three song long Fingathing mastermix, then Da Feeling by Dizee Rascal for some hands in the air vibeness, then Peaches and Stuff Me Up, then some Japanese hip hop by Hifana, and just now some old skoolness from Mantronix. Genius I tell you. On going, so I'll keep you posted, whether you want me to or not