wolfy

Maybe.

Seems a bit weird how everyone is coming out now he's dead. I would have thought by the law of averages at least..the very least one lass would come out and spill the beans while he was still alive.

Are you gay?

More efficient are we. I'd say we are getting more efficient at wasting food and money.

Penis for your thoughts.

What question is that then Chezney son.

Come on Chezney, you can do better than that.

Chez Renton.I don't claim one penny off the state and if you feel the need to be rude, let it all out chick, I've got broad shoulders. It's not as if I'm not used to this is it.

My issue, isn't about the BBC programmes as such. My issue is the Government licence fee attached to it and is frowned upon badly if you forget to pay, as in, you are hauled before court and literally told how serious this offence is.

The thing is,we seem to get a massive whack of peer pressure put on us with gadgets don't we. Take phones for instance, younger people are conscious of keeping a phone for too long because they are constantly updated and they know their mates will have updated versions, so they all go on contracts, usually the contracts that cost a lot of money a month, just because it guarantees them the next updated phone.

Aye, many of us tend to follow the best before dates and panic thinking it's gonna harm us when in actual fact the majority of it is perfectly good. There's some people that rummage the skips behind supermarkets, picking up all kids of stuff and living like Kings and Queens for nothing. Think of the money we could save if we actually ate what we term as out of date.

The problem is, a lot of what we waste is actually thrust upon us for obvious monetary gain by the big food outlets and gadget companies but we always fall for it don't we, in some way, shape of form. Peer pressure is another key area of wastage in terms of branded goods, whether it's food or kids trainers, clothes e.t.c and we are all guilty of at least some of it.

Going back to war time when rationing was in force, right up to the 70's when stuff was expensive compared to the wages people got, most people actually only bought what was required in the main didn't they. Most fridges were small and if you were lucky, it had a small ice cube type freezer box inside that you could maybe fit a box of fish fingers and a box of beefburgers in and with a squeeze, your ice cube tray. We got one pint of fresh milk a day from the milk man and if lucky, we had 2 boxes of cereal at any one time in the house. The fresh milk was for the eldest , whilst we had to mix marvel up for our cereal or put a spoonful in our tea. I can actually remember eating the odd spoonful of dry marvel. The thing is, we didn't waste a thing, or rarely, unless it went off prematurely. This was in the early 70's and obviously colour televisions were for the better off families, where as , we had a black and white set with the big push buttons, with 3 channels at the time, BBC1, BBC2 and TYNE TEES. We had that telly till it went on the blink, like 99% of other stuff. A lot of people used to have a cold pantry and no fridge and also, the washing machine with the wringer on where you put your clothes through after they come out of the water and fed them into it...coming out the other side as stiff as cardboard. When I think of what my mother had to do, especially ironing, it makes me realise just how piss easy we have it today. The strange thing about the fresh milk then was, it went sour in no time...yet now, most of us buy 4 or 6 pint cartons, yet you have to threaten it to go off as it just stands there looking at you, arms folded, saying," you will drink me before I go off mate." The strange thing is, we had a big family and yet managed on a tin of marvel a week , plus one pint of milk, yet we seem to be able to wallop off a 6 pint carton in less than 2 days now, yet even if that milk stays in the fridge for 5 days, it's still perfectly usable. We rigged up our bikes in the 70's from any old bits of bikes we could find and also go carts out of prams and skateboards made out of stale French bread loaves with old roller skate wheels glued on them with thickly mixed cornflour... Well ok, we weren't that clever...I just made the French loaf thing up for effect. Anyway, very little was wasted and shopping was done as and when needed, basically when the cupboards were literally bare. Today, not only do we waste food on our plates, we fill up a trolley with fresh stuff that's impossible to consume before it goes off and it goes in the bin. We also change clothes, phones, games consoles, household goods and you name it, with regularity, whilst binning decent stuff. I'm guilty of a lot of stuff where food is concerned and I'm a nightmare when asked to take the wife shopping because I sling everything in the trolley and she goes off it. The killer, is the con job that the stores do, as in, two for one, or buy one, get two free, especially with stuff that actually does go off quick such as crumpets and bread, plus doughnuts , pies and stuff. As far as gadgets are concerned, I'm easy going with them and still use the first mobile I ever got but I do feel silly at times walking around town with it strapped to my back with a big aerial on it, so I put army gear on sometimes to make it look like I'm a radio operator. Seriously though, as far as clothes and gadgets go, I'm lagging behind as I will wait till they are no better than working gear before I get new, plus I will not buy expensive shoes or trainers or jeans, tops, socks or undies. I can get a full rig out for about 40 quid, including the trainers. I don't mind going out with WANG AIR MAX trainers. I have no problem wearing Alvin dime undies or Xangler jeans as the expensive stuff is all but a few changed letters. We think nothing of going to the Chinese and ordering half the menu, using Bart Simpson eyes do we, knowing for a fact that half of it is going in the bin usually, unless we can force ourselves to warm it up the next day, which all depends on how many trollies of food you bought on the same day as the night you decided to buy half the Chinese. How mental is that eh? Aye love, we've spent £150 on food, it's all put away now...fancy a big fuck off Chinese. Come on lads and lasses, tell me a story or tell me what you waste and how often you change gadgets and such...

That's the beauty about advertising. Piss people off with it and it gets noticed. Putting up small insignificant signs creates little interest, so you have to smash it (not literally) in peoples faces and make them talk about it. You only have to look at the annoying go compare adverts with that bloke singing. Everyone wants to strangle the bastard, yet the company is firmly ingrained into everyone's mind. Ashley owns the club, so his goal is to use the club as a marketing tool, going hand in hand, like 2 loving newly weds. If Newcastle get put on the Euro map, then so does sports direct and it becomes well known world wide. Top firms sponsor top clubs whether it's football, basket ball, baseball or whatever and the reason they do it, is because, they know that their brand is guaranteed to be shown around the world and took notice of because of the top teams that display it. Mike Ashley is no small time Charlie now, he's a big time Charlie and he wants his brand to be known and stand out. To do that, he also knows that Newcastle United's success in the future will catapult his brand to the top, coupled with the saturation of the stadium with the brand name. It's extremely clever marketing and something we would all do if we were in that position. For instance, if you had 2 firms...let's say a window fitting firm and also a carpet firm, you will incorporate your window firm on your carpet firm vehicle and vice versa wouldn't you because it's double advertising in motion.

Fish seems like a good enough lad, he knows fuck all about rockets in a vacuum though... but he's intelligent. In fact in the main, the majority seem intelligent on here. Except for me of course. Cos I'm a right doyle.

Same here, I hate getting my head plugged into the national grid every week with nurse Ratchet special medication.

It doesn't bother me.....I'm a squirrel.

I couldn't be anything other than boring to you Fishy. Forgive me for this but you are just a miserable git, yet strangely, you seem ok.

It helps to be odd when you're on forums, it actually keeps you sane. Once upon a time in the land of ODD, there lived a lad called Wolfy, who was a ODD to all the people who lived there. Each night, they would stand outside of Wolfy's house and pray to him, because they knew they were praying to ODD. What was ODD about it was, Wolfy was shacked up with the now 27 years old big red riding hood who was also an ODDESS to the people. One night, Wolfy had left the light on in his house and was riding , red riding over the back of the couch and didn't realise they had been seen by all of the people. Wolfy was taken to a Kangeroo court along with big red riding clitoral hood and all the Kangeroo's decided to send the pair of them to Australia for the crime of shafting. It was soon realised that the Kangeroo's had made a miscarriage of justice as there was no ODD, so they begged Wolfy and big red sheila hood as she had become know, back to their town to become ODD for them, once again. They are now known as the ODD couple and everyone was happy, with nobody at ODD'S with each other. Wolfy had no grudge with all the Kangeroo's that sent him away, so he bought them all a pair of size 165 flossies each in any colour they chose and everybody lived happily ever after. Now this is ODD.

I'm just , me, myself and I. I'm Wolfy. Ok so I stalked red riding hood and dressed up in her Grannies gear, fair enough, I admit I was disguised that day but I'm not on here, I'm just me in the fles....ermmm fur. I went to great lengths to get that little bastard riding hood and even spent 3 hours laid in her Nana's stinking pissy fucking bed waiting for her..and among the stench of stale warm piss and bum smell, I had to then try and talk like her Nana would. I'd like to see any of you do it whilst your nostrils are burning with Nana ammonia. Anyway, I was sussed out, so it doesn't matter, as riding hood said I had a big nose, the cheeky little bastard and then said I had eyes like Peter Lorre.....twat.... oh and said I had big ears, which was a blatant lie as he was out shopping at the metro centre with Noddy.

How many think I'm CT? I'm sure some know where he is from and the admin will know where I'm from, so that theory is killed off. I'm here under this name only.

I'll have to tell my wife not to do me any mince and dumplings. Well, you can't turn down free food can you.

I was the stranger in the village man, I spotted the pair of you. I was only delivering the village times as well.