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It's not just the reclining seat thing though, people generally turn to arses on a plane. On the way home from my last trip to England, I was sat next to this young couple, Laandan ravers from the little bit I actually spoke to them. Anyway here we are in the centre of the plane, three of us with four seats. So what do the inconsiderate pricks do? She moves into spare seat, which is between us so he can spread out over two seats! After 3 hours of this, including her watching the "inflight" entertainment at full volume, constantly getting up and down, I decided to do a Gemmill and blow a fuse, very calmly asking them to fuck off back to their own seats. It was a distinct lack of conversation after that, prats.

Pardon??? To get anywhere here in a reasonable timeframe or to go anywhere from here it inevitably involves a big kero burner. Worst I had was travelling to Cobar for work. 2 hours in a 9 seat twin prop plane bouncing due to turbulance from the summer heat and then an hour after arriving going down into a gold mine! My ears seem to pop for days.

That's very un-Kylie of you meenzer 81543[/snapback] Howay man, 20 Tom Waits albums in my collection and you're having a go at me for the three Kylie mp3s? And one of them's "Confide In Me" which I'll hear no bad words about. 81769[/snapback] 20 Tom Waits albums? That's dedication. I stopped at Swordfishtrombone and didn't return until Gone out West. Is that a pro or anti PC? Paul Kelly is one of those artists that does 1 or 2 awesome releases in a row and then an absolute stinker. In about 1987 he released a song called "I want to be like billy baxter" with his band (the coloured girls - that was changed quickly once he wanted to release stuff in the US) which was a musical of a guy who was Melbourne's "favourite" indie artist. Billy Baxter all but disappeared (last seen in a band called the hollowmen) and Paul Kelly just went on and on.

That's very un-Kylie of you meenzer

Sufjan Stevens - Come on feel Illinoise. What is it about this album?

Fuck it lets go see a band or three, Brixton.

Crouch end (Right outside Dave Steward's recording studio on the Broadway)

Shad Thames

highbury & islington

Suffers from hayfever (so don't let him sniff you mags!)

Buy him an i-pod of his own.

Just improved his list of rude words that he keeps in his wallet, next to his family jewels.

Knows not the english he speaks for his ability with his mother tongue is like a hairy dyke performing cunnilingus on the language of love.

Hasn't got a pol pot to piss in

Always wished he could experience a Kojak kodak moment.

Thinks Kojak was as big as sucker as the chuppa chup he was always sucking on.

is currently assembling the alied thumbs into a nato like force as the eastern block thumbs continue their march on North Thumbia

Ross Noble on the radio.

Alex the seal! (our lips are sealed: the go go's)

Like the fish is easily confused, unlike the fish is actually interesting.

Is going to find the fish some glasses so he can read the bit in bold.

Is wrong! Again! Eyeing off is the correct term and spelling. http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=eyeing

Has been caught eyeing off fruit and vegetables in an untasteful manner, one time too many.

Blames others but really always is the one to return this thread to a maze of double entendres and nasty insults.

The jacket - forgetting the fact that you get to see Keira Knightley's gorgeous cone shaped nipples and breasts, it is an awesome film. The blurb mentions 12 monkeys but it's far more Jacob's ladder.