Work first, play later has always been my motto. Do you think this policy has merit?
Merit if you are trying to buy a house, support a family etc. but generally, I see nothing wrong with playing most of the time, as long as you can afford it. Of course, most of us can't.
Can't you see I'm no good without you? You took the part that once was my heart, so why not take all of me?
Me thinks you were posting before thinking. The lady in question may return and do take all of you, and what then?
Then, it sounds as if he thinks he'd live happily ever after. That would be, of course, until the lady in question reminded him that he did in fact offer all of himself -and she began taking him up on that offer-literally.
Literally speaking, crime doesn't pay. If it did, why are our gaols so overcrowded these days?
Days and nights, working down the coal mine and nothing to show for it at the end of the thirty five years contribution, except for lungs full of dust and gas, is there no justice in this world?
World has no justice, indeed. Is that surprising?
Surprising Francie, it's bloody electrifying, Mon Dieu! C'est terrible....
Terrible is hardly the word for what I saw in the pub tonight.
There were about 18 drunken women and nobody taking the slightest notice of any of them as if the blokes have just had it up to here and have discovered that wanking is the way forward like Mr Gervais explained in that sketch with the magic pen which Robert de Niro flew across the ocean to endorse.
Endorse spendi's remarks I can't. Haven't you any respect for women at all?
All the time, not some of the time or even a little of the time, Spendi must have been seriously domineered by women.
Women are the companion of man, gifted with equal capabilities. Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but she did it backwards and in high heels.
Heels are absolutely amazing things, do you realise we would have to walk on our hands if we didn't have them?
Them is a 1954 science fiction film about humanity's battle with a nest of giant mutant ants. One of the first of the nuclear monster movies.
Movies made in Little Hulton, with the most famous of film stars are all x-rated and show amazing technicolour, with flashing strobe lights and false bra sizes.
Sizes of a man's main attribute don't matter anymore. It has long been said that women value personality in a man over penis size and research published not long ago suggests this is true.
True Confessions was a monthly magazine written by a bunch of fag smoking,beer-swilling, jaded cynics purporting to represent the fondest hopes of upwardly-mobile lower-middle-class females such as provincial hairdressers and fashion shop salesgirls. ZIT, and latterly, when that was banned, VIZ, seem to be the new millenia equivalent but they are not as ironic as I think they imagine the modern audience as far too stupid to understand irony.
"Irony is a disciplinarian feared only by those who do not know it, but cherished by those who do." Soren Kierkegaard
Kierkegaard said: "Since my earliest childhood, a barb of sorrow has lodged in my heart. As long as it stays I am ironic if it is pulled out I shall die." I had a vague recollection of this, but was only reminded of it by your post, so thank you.
