Isolated Blurt Thread

[Handley_Page]

And it shall come to pass, on the least convenient day, that the recent and dramatic changes will rebound onto the heads of those who instituted said changes before checking if the kit thrown away was going to be of any damned use or worth anything on eBay..

> Stands back ready to take pictures and maybe smile <

[MagicaPractica]

Originally Posted by NaokoSmith

Obviously a lot of jealous cretins trying to get you to not go up against them in the NaNoWriMo. You should feel invigorated and full of pride that your work is so threatening to them.
Go girl! show those stupid morons (that word means carrot in Welsh).

Thanks. It's a Fellowship I want to apply for. Honestly, they had some constructive and useful feedback, it's just that they were quite arrogant and condescending and not the least bit tactful in delivering it. I do like the idea of calling people stupid carrots.

[mynameisben]

Originally Posted by MagicaPractica

I do like the idea of calling people stupid carrots.

Okay, but you can't have your moron cake and eat it, too.

[oggbashan]

Originally Posted by NaokoSmith

Og, why not have two sets of cards? One can be ornate and gilded with every letter you can claim and then some, especially things like "obsolescent" by the side in beautiful copperplate.

The other could be practical and just say: Oggbashan.

At least people don't snigger when they call you a Fellow and say, you're a jolly good Fellow but you're a girl, you can't be a Mistress of the Arts or a Spinster of Science. As for the college I went to, being known as a X's woman is out of the question and so I have to again do my sex change thang and be a X's Man. The only thing I can be in a pleasantly genderless fashion is a Senior Member of the College, at least at 50 I feel justified in calling myself that.

My current cards are printed with a space below my name so I can write in the relevant title and organisation e.g. Chairman of, Vice-President of, etc. I would need a large wallet to carry cards with one for each role.

P.S. Sometimes I have to remember to wear the correct chain of office. I couldn't go as Chairman of x wearing the chain for y. Usually I don't bother to wear the chain at all.

PPS Wearing an inappropriate chain of office has bred a few plot bunnies...

[MagicaPractica]

Originally Posted by mynameisben

Okay, but you can't have your moron cake and eat it, too.

LOL Thpbbbt... don't think I'd want to.

[oggbashan]

Why do simple tasks become complicated?

My wife has bought a car from our eldest daughter but daughter couldn't find the MOT Certificate (annual test of roadworthiness). It is supposed to be easy to get a duplicate.

I wanted to go the local garage that issued it last August with the failure certificate issued the day before. Even though the garage is in a short road, I couldn't find it.

It went out of business because the owners retired at the end of February - yesterday!

Another company has taken it over from today, but not surprisingly they are in chaos over the paperwork they inherited. The certified MOT tester also retired yesterday. He was one of the owners.

Even so, a new MOT certificate is supposed to be available from ANY MOT testing station. But the references on the failure certificate only produced a copy - of the failure certificate.

I also had a photocopy of the registration document (pink slip) because my wife had posted the original - yesterday. The references on that photocopy finally produced a copy of the MOT certificate at a cost of £10.

What are the chances that my daughter will find the original certificate this weekend?

[Tio_Narratore]

Thank heavens the computer has brought us the printerless office!
(Is there a chain for that office, by the way? -I'd sure like to restrain it.)

[NaokoSmith]

Originally Posted by oggbashan

My current cards are printed with a space below my name so I can write in the relevant title and organisation e.g. Chairman of, Vice-President of, etc. I would need a large wallet to carry cards with one for each role.

P.S. Sometimes I have to remember to wear the correct chain of office. I couldn't go as Chairman of x wearing the chain for y. Usually I don't bother to wear the chain at all.

PPS Wearing an inappropriate chain of office has bred a few plot bunnies...

Ooh, Og, don't start with the chains now! Surely you've got a weird date and chains story.

[oggbashan]

Originally Posted by NaokoSmith

Ooh, Og, don't start with the chains now! Surely you've got a weird date and chains story.

No. Not for the Chains of Office. I've acquired them since my marriage.

But fiction? How about a His and Hers Chain story? They slip off from an official engagement for a bit of slap and tickle and return wearing each other's chain?

[NaokoSmith]

Originally Posted by MagicaPractica

Thanks. It's a Fellowship I want to apply for. Honestly, they had some constructive and useful feedback, it's just that they were quite arrogant and condescending and not the least bit tactful in delivering it. I do like the idea of calling people stupid carrots.

What a lucky escape. It's bad enough working with ordinary carrots but to have to work with arrogant condescending carrots who don't even know how to make good cake would be insufferable.



Ben, you know what happened with that cupcake of Amelia's. You be very careful.

[NaokoSmith]

Originally Posted by oggbashan

No. Not for the Chains of Office. I've acquired them since my marriage.

But fiction? How about a His and Hers Chain story? They slip off from an official engagement for a bit of slap and tickle and return wearing each other's chain?

Oh please do it! I suppose there's no way it can be written as a 'chain' story. Please write another piece of local government erotica, I love them so. (And if you can make it safe sex, I promise a gold-plated review on my blog! ROFL.)

[Handley_Page]

Originally Posted by NaokoSmith

Oh please do it! I suppose there's no way it can be written as a 'chain' story. Please write another piece of local government erotica, I love them so. (And if you can make it safe sex, I promise a gold-plated review on my blog! ROFL.)

I must have a word with a pal of mine who regaled me with some tale about the lady Mayoress and the Borough Surveyor.

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[ PS. Could not find the right thread ]

[NaokoSmith]

Oh dear, I had such fun in here chatting that I've only managed to sew one badge on the cub scout top and I have four still to do! I had better get up early I suppose. LOL

Good night! you princes of Maine, you kings of New England.

[trysail]

Originally Posted by NaokoSmith

Oh dear, I had such fun in here chatting that I've only managed to sew one badge on the cub scout top and I have four still to do! I had better get up early I suppose. LOL

Good night! you princes of Maine, you kings of New England.

Oh, my. Are we channeling John Irving tonight?

[NaokoSmith]

Glynndah - I'm sorry to hear you've been poorly, and I hope you feel much better soon.

[oggbashan]

Many years ago, as is usual for many Og stories, we were sitting in our local public house playing cards for pennies. One of us mentioned a report in The Times newspaper which most of us used to read because The Times gave students a reduced price per issue.

The report was of an Army exercise on Salisbury Plain. The exercise was supposed to test the effectiveness of the troops after a nuclear bomb had been exploded nearby. The troops would have to fight in full chemical protection kit.

What interested us was that the Army had simulated a nuclear mushroom cloud with a relatively small amount of explosives and a hundred pounds of some easily obtainable ingredients. I won't go into details. You never know who might be reading this.

We talked about it for about half an hour and concluded that we could do the same, if we wanted to. Most of us then forgot the conversation, but not one of us. He thought that if the Army could do it, he could do it bigger and better and over the next few weeks he started to accumulate materials in an outbuilding at his uncle's farm on the North Downs, South of London.

He didn't have access to the plastic explosive the Army had used, but he (and we) knew how to make the explosive from agricultural chemicals that was later often used by the IRA in Northern Ireland for car bombs.

He wanted a bang that would be heard all over London and a mushroom cloud that would be seen from fifty miles away. We knew nothing about his activities until another Friday evening session when he announced that zero hour would be 12 noon on Sunday.

"What zero hour?" we asked.

"The zero hour when I set the bomb off."

"What bomb?"

"You know. The one like the Army used on Salisbury Plain. We talked about it weeks ago. I've made it. It's ready, on top of the North Downs. I'll install the detonator on Sunday morning. I've allowed for ten minutes delay so I'll be nowhere near it when the cloud erupts..."

"Cloud?" We had forgotten that the whole point was to simulate a nuclear attack.

"The mushroom cloud of course. You don't need to come close. If you have a view to the South at noon on Sunday you won't miss it."

He told us exactly where he had assembled the materials. We knew it well and also that the exact location wasn't easily accessed by the public. There was a way in to the location but no one would or could go there by accident.

As he explained how he had acquired the ingredients and the massive quantities he had gradually assembled in that remote hill top location we became seriously worried. The Cuban Missile crisis was only a year or so in the past and the Cold War was still a reality.

What would happen if he set off an apparent nuclear explosion to the South of London that might be visible for a fifty mile radius? There could be panic and certainly a severe reaction from the military and other authorities. Was he demented?

He wasn't demented. He had just got carried away with the practicalities of producing a mushroom cloud, and he was proud of having solved all the difficulties on the way.

But he had no idea of the possible consequences of his action. We tried to persuade him. He became angry that his friends weren't congratulating him for his initiative and expertise, and he stomped off into the night saying:

"Look South at noon on Sunday."

Long before noon on Saturday the local police had received several anonymous phone calls. They thought the first one was a joke. As more calls were made and it became obvious that the callers were not only serious but really concerned, they eventually sent a Police motorcyclist to the exact location consistently specified.

His radio report caused near panic. All the Bomb Disposal teams in London converged on a hill top of the North Downs. They called in an Army Bulldozer to remove the trees and shrubbery concealing the bomb. It took them three days to make the area safe.

The original Army version had used about a hundred pounds of cloud-creating mixture. Our friend had used a ton. The Army had used 10 gallons of liquid. He had used 150 gallons.

If he had set the device off, the Army ordnance experts considered that it would have produced a mushroom cloud equivalent to a medium sized hydrogen bomb. They also agreed that the detonator and explosive were effective and viable. They never identified the bomb maker even if they had some suspicions.

It took our friend a long time to forgive us. It took us nearly as long to convince him that it had been a bad idea.

When he finally finished at University - he became a special effects expert for TV and movies and enjoyed making smaller bangs.

[MistressLynn]

Too much sleep one night. Not enough the next.

[Handley_Page]

Originally Posted by MistressLynn

Too much sleep one night. Not enough the next.

Sympathy.
Been there, done that.

[WyldIce]

I'm nervous for my Belly Dance class tonight. I still haven't got my shimmy right and I'm very stiff from the weekend. I must persevere though

[Handley_Page]

Originally Posted by WyldIce

I'm nervous for my Belly Dance class tonight. I still haven't got my shimmy right and I'm very stiff from the weekend. I must persevere though

good luck

[cunnlingusaddct]

I love Lit & I love porn, but frankly I'm bored. What I really NEED is a nice hot pussy to eat. Age, size, race, & weight do not matter. I crave the taste of pussy. Present it to me & I wont stop eating until I know that you are satisfied.

[WyldIce]

Originally Posted by Handley_Page

good luck

Thanks! I got through it I'm more sore for it now but I think I have my shimmy sorted

[oggbashan]

Originally Posted by WyldIce

Thanks! I got through it I'm more sore for it now but I think I have my shimmy sorted

See the first link in this post: http://forum.literotica.com/showpost...7&postcount=40

[Handley_Page]

Is it my imagination or are we getting some visits from bored GB people ?

[WyldIce]

Originally Posted by oggbashan

See the first link in this post: http://forum.literotica.com/showpost...7&postcount=40

Thanks for the link!