Craig

Me too. Tall, skinny and gobby so the teacher used to make me be a prop with a big fuckoff grin on his face cos he knew how much I hated it. Heh - they put me at scrum half and as a direct result, I quickly learned to run fast whilst holding onto a ball!

I used to work with one. He used to get irate at the fact I said I was agnostic - used to be able to wind him up a treat for hours on end. And he was a ginger!!

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I'm guessing Mint and Orange. If You Liiiiike a lot of chocolate on your biscuit.... That song always sounded slightly euphemistic to me. Remember TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIO! TRiiIIIIiiIO! I want a trio and I want one now! Jaysus you have a warped mind. Trio's were lush, wtf happened to them? Anyone remember Rocky bars and the Rocky Robin ads?? "They're choca-block man!!!"

Am current an IT support engineer for a multi-national construction firm but over the years i've been: - 'Consett Trader' delivery lad - Shelf-stacker at WmLow - Phone Book delivery lad - supervisor of a sports shop in Chester le Street - CAD engineer for an engineering firm who manufactured parts for the Eurofighter.

Delivering phone directories.... 5,000 of the bastards I delivered for a measily £140 when I was 16. The wanted me to obtain a signature for every one of them as well (fuck that!) Funny thing was they said they'd deduct a particular amount for every one that I returned at the end the week I was doing it... Naturally, they made quite a bonfire

Fanny Cradock all the way!

That one's fucking poetic. 'Happy Slappers' are the fucking scum of the earth IMO, 'bout time someone got their own back

errrrr, surprisingly it's a steam cleaner..

Bet you've bought one of those Vaparetto machines just for the task as well?

I can't see me being that arsed about the state of my kegs if I suddenly felt on the verge of death. I can just see the coroner going into his dictaphone "The deceased appears to have collapsed on the landing and dragged himself through to the bedroom, finally passing in front of a chest of drawers. It is unclear exactly why he did this, although it seems reasonable to assume that he was trying to change his underwear, which to be perfectly honest is a fucking disgrace." Coroner's more likely to say: "He's ginger, probably committed suicide as a result..." tbh

Terrible news. RIP

Anyone for a Rod Hull smiley?

Sounds like an Irish hooker tbh!

Who's "they"? Anyway, it's bullshit, there's no reason to be unconscious. Mind, in most cases death will be more or less instant. Just something I'd heard, nothing to backup the claim so I wouldn't be surprised if it is bullshit. I was guessing it had something to do with the speed of travelling through the air causing you to hyperventilate and pass out. Sure it was one of those programmes about the people who jumped on 9/11 and that fact that they would have been unconcious when they hit the deck The one I watched (the falling man) pointed out they were probably conscious. I have heard that some people faint through terror but I doubt it somehow. I do wonder what it would be like in those final moments. Does time slow down? Or the songs that enter your head...? "I'm freeeeeeeeeeeee, free falling!!"

I've fallen off one of those rubber rings that they pull you along in by speed boat and it fucking hurts like hell when you hit the water...

Who's "they"? Anyway, it's bullshit, there's no reason to be unconscious. Mind, in most cases death will be more or less instant. Just something I'd heard, nothing to backup the claim so I wouldn't be surprised if it is bullshit. I was guessing it had something to do with the speed of travelling through the air causing you to hyperventilate and pass out. Sure it was one of those programmes about the people who jumped on 9/11 and that fact that they would have been unconcious when they hit the deck

As is jumping out of the window of a skycraper apparently. They reckon you're unconcious by the time you hit the ground so feel nowt.

What harm is it doing? I just think it's odd that while you bring up kids teaching them to speak the truth and all along, us as parents are telling them one of the biggest lies there is on the grounds that it makes it more 'magical' for them. Bigging them up for a fall tbh I would agree, plus I know of some kids who were bullied at school because they still believed in Santa when all the others didn't. I think this could have a serious negative effect on how they trust their parents. Best compromise is let them believe for a bit but then tell them at a young age it isn't true (maybe about 6 years) I reckon. It's a complete pyschological mind-fuck IMO. You tell them one thing for years and then all of a sudden, tell them that you've been lying your arse off to them!

don't make it right though - like i said, i do it to make it magical for them, but i know one day her dreams will be shattered when i tell her he doesn't actually exist and that we 'made the whole thing up'.

What harm is it doing? I just think it's odd that while you bring up kids teaching them to speak the truth and all along, us as parents are telling them one of the biggest lies there is on the grounds that it makes it more 'magical' for them. Bigging them up for a fall tbh

You're NAILS! Do people seriously ask you that question as if you're running the gauntlet twice a day? You've probably got more chance of winning the lottery than you have of a plane landing on your head. Yup they do - it's fucking pathetic, isn't it??

I'm not scoffing it, I'm saying that in my opinion, that is what it is..... People can believe what they like so long as they don't want me to subscribe to it. In the same respect i don't fully believe that it's right to tell kids that there's someone who jumps down chimneys to deliver presents every 25th December. And yes, I am hypocritical and mine are told all about Santa Claus. Doesn't make it right though.

When you're dead, you're dead. You're locked into a wooden box and either lowered into the ground for the worms to feed on, or you're slammed into a cooker on gas mark 25 for a good couple of hours. IMO there is no 'other world', you have no more meaniful thoughts after the day you die - you simply cease to exist. The 'afterlife' to me is something which was fabricated by those who refuse to believe in mortality or who are scared of dying. I have no fear of death. I've had people ask me if I'm worried that I drive under the Heathrow flight path twice a day and I can categorically say that I'm not. If they target a plane and it drops on my car then so be it. My only concern is the fact that my kids would have no father.

It's probably apathy...