The Isolated Blurt Thread XIX: Ice Cream Has No Bones

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I don't know what my friend just did, but we now have yank Netflix. Fucking sweet.

LGBT Movies? Whaaaat? :D Awesome!

Greys Anatomy? Yass! There's so much more here. Best of both worlds. :)
 
I don't know what my friend just did, but we now have yank Netflix. Fucking sweet.

LGBT Movies? Whaaaat? :D Awesome!

Greys Anatomy? Yass! There's so much more here. Best of both worlds. :)

I keep thinking that Netflix is roughly the same no matter where you get it from since it's all 'net based, and then I remember that Canada got Archer:Vice several months ahead of us.
 
I don't know what my friend just did, but we now have yank Netflix. Fucking sweet.

LGBT Movies? Whaaaat? :D Awesome!

Greys Anatomy? Yass! There's so much more here. Best of both worlds. :)
GS has found the Promised Land!
Watch Lost and Delirious: the perfect teenage-boarding-school-lesbian-angsty-heavy-hearted-drama. :D
 
I hate this professor with the fire of a thousand suns. Going to have to shit-can this class. Fuck her small-minded bullshit.
 
Ohfuckingyes. Only wooden coathangers for that tool.

oh yeah! zumi! the arrest of a veteran one eh? what a fucking weird psychopath!!!
cant you play a good video for this weirdo zumi?






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hile facing a common shit faced poophole, da boom and zumi stand together resolutely even on da doom's last hours..
 
You remind me of Dylan Thomas at times. Beautiful.

Dylan Thomas, T.s . Elliot, e e. Doc Smith , Ogden Nash Or Bob Dylan, Doubt any of them would have a poem to describe you! YOU ARE OBVIOUSLY A VERY OLD DEPRESSED AND REJECTED OLD MAN I can only point you to
Dylan Thomas's " Do not go gentle into that good night," a few lines:

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Try to be good to be remembered. One of the primal instincts is to purge the brain of bad thingys so that a man is not afraid o a bad episode that might spoil the hunt for him, Be good and nice to people to be remembered!

Dont be an arsehole! people forget arseholes in seconds.

Do what you want you old fart, I have wasted enough moments of time on you, time which has become more important to me .
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cheers da boom does not need to care about other's doom
 
Back in the seventies that was the ladies' fave drink! That or Cherry B which was fucking rancid.

Babycham or Cherry B?

Back in the 1960s, any date that ordered either was probably not for me. They were pretending sophistication they didn't have - then.

My first three fiancées drank:

1. Sloe Gin and Bitter Lemon
2. Single Malt Whisky and she preferred the rarer distilleries
3. Dry Martini

But one young lady could drink most of her mates under the table with pints of Newcastle Brown. She's been a friend's wife for nearly 50 years.

Another one young lady, daughter of one of my father's friends, should have stuck to Babycham. I took her out for the evening, mainly to apparently comply with parental pressures that "We'd be good for each other". I knew she already had a boyfriend her father didn't know about, and I was temporarily away from my base. We agreed to go to the nearby public house and to the cinema to see a movie (title long forgotten) that we both actually wanted to see instead of using it for an excuse for necking in the back row.

She asked for a half pint of cider. She hadn't told me that she had no tolerance for alcohol at all. The landlord hadn't seen her or he would have warned me. She drank nearly all the half pint of low alcohol sweet commercial cider and became seriously drunk. I had to carry her back to her parents' house slung across my shoulders. I was very embarrassed standing on her parents' doorstep with their almost unconscious daughter draped across me.

Her father took it in good part. We had only been gone twenty minutes. He knew she shouldn't drink. He might have told me!
 
Babycham or Cherry B?

Back in the 1960s, any date that ordered either was probably not for me. They were pretending sophistication they didn't have - then.

My first three fiancées drank:

1. Sloe Gin and Bitter Lemon
2. Single Malt Whisky and she preferred the rarer distilleries
3. Dry Martini

But one young lady could drink most of her mates under the table with pints of Newcastle Brown. She's been a friend's wife for nearly 50 years.

Another one young lady, daughter of one of my father's friends, should have stuck to Babycham. I took her out for the evening, mainly to apparently comply with parental pressures that "We'd be good for each other". I knew she already had a boyfriend her father didn't know about, and I was temporarily away from my base. We agreed to go to the nearby public house and to the cinema to see a movie (title long forgotten) that we both actually wanted to see instead of using it for an excuse for necking in the back row.

She asked for a half pint of cider. She hadn't told me that she had no tolerance for alcohol at all. The landlord hadn't seen her or he would have warned me. She drank nearly all the half pint of low alcohol sweet commercial cider and became seriously drunk. I had to carry her back to her parents' house slung across my shoulders. I was very embarrassed standing on her parents' doorstep with their almost unconscious daughter draped across me.

Her father took it in good part. We had only been gone twenty minutes. He knew she shouldn't drink. He might have told me!

And Snowballs! My Mum still has one with her Christmas dinner.
 
And Snowballs! My Mum still has one with her Christmas dinner.

I remember older women drinking Barley Wine. Or Gawd-help-us! Wincarnis!

From Wikipedia:
Wincarnis Tonic Wine is a carefully formulated blend of enriched wine and malt extract with a unique infusion of selected therapeutic herbs and spices including gentian root, mugwort, angelica root, balm mint, fennel seed, coriander seed, peppermint leaves, cardamom seeds and cassia bark ....is a natural tonic incorporating herbs traditionally recognised for their ability to combat common ailments and alleviate their symptoms. It is rich in vitamins, especially energy-giving Vitamin B complex, and can have beneficial effects on the circulation system and blood pressure.

Originally it used to contain Bovril as well!
 
I remember older women drinking Barley Wine. Or Gawd-help-us! Wincarnis!

From Wikipedia:
Wincarnis Tonic Wine is a carefully formulated blend of enriched wine and malt extract with a unique infusion of selected therapeutic herbs and spices including gentian root, mugwort, angelica root, balm mint, fennel seed, coriander seed, peppermint leaves, cardamom seeds and cassia bark ....is a natural tonic incorporating herbs traditionally recognised for their ability to combat common ailments and alleviate their symptoms. It is rich in vitamins, especially energy-giving Vitamin B complex, and can have beneficial effects on the circulation system and blood pressure.

Originally it used to contain Bovril as well!

Bovril! Weird.
 
I sign off..tomorrow looks like a perfect day for a bananafish..

thank you all for tolerating my antics in these boards. some of you have been quite warm actually.I shall be around tomorrow daytime for a while. If anyone's awake I shall say hello, whoever's asleep. I shall call to inquire if they really are sleeping or just pretending.:D

Lyricalli your evilness is boundless.:rolleyes:






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da boom is off to face up to his doom!!
 
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