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Now see, this is the point in the thread at which you could note that either [a] J69 has been told his opinion is "wrong", wah wah waaah, or we're having a decent little discussion using his opinion as a springboard. It's all in the perception.

"Darth Sidious Gets A Job"

I don't know how much it relates directly to the point in question, but I've always said that one of the simultaneous strengths and weaknesses of this place is precisely the fact that a lot of the most regular posters do know each other in real life and meet up on a (semi-)regular basis. It makes for good craic and is a lot healthier than the "OMG look at mi internet powerz" approach elsewhere, but - even if I don't agree that new posters' comments get stomped on in quite as brutal a manner as J69 suggests - I can totally see how the general atmosphere would be offputting for your average newcomer.

And you always come back... again and again. Funny that. OK, now I'm offended.

Worth watching? I liked the first one and Mallrats. If you liked Mallrats, you'll love it. And everything else, ever. No, well, hm. It was OK. Didn't really laugh out loud once though.

What would you expect in a gay private room if not people acting like they're fucking women?

Mind, it's funny how there's never any of this supposed "friction" when other people mention their "social events that don't feature people they met on the internet and that aren't at the Trent". Except when we're taking the piss out of SMO's imaginary double life, obviously.

You could have scripted both sides of this thread in advance, really. Would have saved us all the effort.

Finally saw Clerks 2. Whoopee.

I may regret asking this, but what did she put in Room 101? I honestly can't remember a single thing, it was that thrilling. EDIT: Wiki suggests that one of them was "19-year-old girls". Which is helpful.

It's Immaterial - Life's Hard And Then You Die

Went to see an episode of Room 101 being filmed a few years back and she was the 'star' guest. There was an audible ripple of disappointment when this fact was announced to the room, and the evening never really recovered.

Only playing man. The party clearly sounds shite.

Toontastic so cliquey.

But in fact she was also being an ignorant cretin?

Was it "just being friendly" to the porcupine?

Nope

Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars

I'm off out on a stag day/night this Saturday that will involve a range of headgear - sombreros, cheese hats, beanies, jester's hats etc., all from the groom's worryingly large personal collection. We figure if you're going to do something, do it right. You can fuck off too It's the big group of boilers in the pink stetsons you see staggering down Dean Street that I have in mind though. Aye exactly. And besides, we'll be in Soho, searching for a grubby 50-year-old with a willy the girth of a piece of scaffolding to take the groom's anal virginity, so it's not like we'll be the worst sight on offer.

I'm off out on a stag day/night this Saturday that will involve a range of headgear - sombreros, cheese hats, beanies, jester's hats etc., all from the groom's worryingly large personal collection. We figure if you're going to do something, do it right.

why does an 18yr old lad want to go and see the spice girls? that is the question I want answered. " " is the answer I want questioned.

What are you going to do, play with a balaclava on?

One of the stings off a previous series was done on a pair of stoodents in the pub where I watch our televised games. A proud day indeed.

I suppose both the end bits and the edgings are "crusts". Although I'd probably call the end bits "end bits" too, if only to differentiate from the edgings - "do you want the crusts or shall I chuck them out?" does sound a bit like you're offering people the bits of your sandwich you won't eat because you're secretly still an 8-year-old. Speaking of which: Invisible Crust bread? Fuck off man. Anyway, as for what I buy, it's all about whatever wholemeal-bread-with-bits-in has the longest best before date. The "longevity" method of shopping, bloke-style.