Who shall Badger with me?

You truly are a mad English c**t Pigsnie,
Riding a horse and screaming your name at the
peasants. I love it!

You must watch your posts on Joblo, I think Brock
may be on to you. Your style is a bit to easy to
recognise.

Enjoy whipping the peasants, Pigsnie, give em' one
for me.

Men of the 11th Hussars, CHARGE!


Never Bet the Devil your Head!

Yes, we use the same software as FrappyDoo - it's a very popular piece of software called vBulletin...probably the best available, save for some mega custom-solution.

Why, whatever do you mean by "mad English c**t," sir? Snicker.

I don't care what Brock thinks. He can guess all he wants, he can even report the presence of a suspiciously witty interloper with a lisp to his boss -- I am not Afraid! HA!
Oops, my foot has an itch.

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Pigsnie, Vicar of Fries!

I remember you saying once that Joblo seemed to think

your Quentin Crispish sense of humour was mistaken by him
for making fun. Something like that.

The Naked Civil Servant, good movie, just wanted to say that. John Hurt rocks!

Man am I tired.

Let them guess, Pigsnie.

Wasn't that photo of Brock a hoot!

The photo of Jo'blo was most illuminating. Funnily
enough, the Arrow looked pretty much like I thought he
would. One out three ain't bad, as the song says.
I must be tired, I'm quoting Meatloaf!

Never Bet the Devil your Head!

I like John Hurt too. I saw Nekkid Civil Servant on Public TV. I must have been 12. Because I didn't really understand what was going on until I saw it again in an English movie marathon in Waipahu. Then I figured out why my dad told me that I should wait till I'm a little older. I sneaked in the theater when I was 15.

It was a weird selection of movies that the theater owner picked. I guess it was supposed to show what the British are all about. The ones I remember was the Nekkid Civil Servant, Gungha Din, Disney's THE JUNGLE BOY--I think the tiger had an English accent, Chariots of Fire the Battle for Britain and Man from Snowy River.

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Blonde Klingons: Because it was a good day to dye!

Does Brock in that photo look like someone who has s-e-x everyday? Someone who subscribes to the glossy magazine CONDOMS OF THE MISSISSIPPI? I think not.

Quentin Crisp died last year, you know. Thus departeth the last Queen of England. Snicker. And like you, Wart, I saw NAKED CIVIL SERVANT as a little sprout. I didn't understand anything about transvestites, of course, because I kept asking me dad, "Why is the girl in this movie so ugly?"

By the way, the elegant tiger Shere Khan in JUNGLE BOOK is voiced by the late George Sanders, who played the brilliant film critic Addison de Witt in ALL ABOUT EVE. And Ian Charleson, the actor who played Eric Liddell in CHARIOTS OF FIRE, died of AIDS in 1990.

80% of this post is about DEAD PEOPLE !!!!

thmilin returns!!!

no no no, your throbbing brain and incredible height did not scare me off. if anything, that would make me stick like a magnet to you, if only i weren't graduating in a week, and hunting madly for a job and a place to live in that time.

by the way, my brother is 6'3, my uncle 6'4, and my boss at work is ... i think he said 6'4 or 6'7, can't remember, but he's damn tall.

thmilin = not a funny story. useless, but if you really MUST know ... i'll tell you for a small fee. no? no Hope Diamond? alright then. i'll tell you anyway. when joining hotmail for a user name i wanted something that included the vein of "smiles" "smiling" "happy", etc. couldn't get those or variations unless they included #'s, so in a moment of extreme silliness my older brother said, "thmilin!" in a slow, inane drawl. basically, "smilin'" with a lisp. so there.

always worry, and still be happy.

PS. Toby, why don't you invite Kerryanne over here? Do it pwivately. I do believe we need a married lady's homey influence to temper our worst impulses. LOL. We could try your huge throbbing brain line on her. Hang around us, Wart, and soon, you'll be a veritable Samuel Johnson of pick-up lines.

Wart: Hello, gorgeous. I would like to scratch where'st thou doth itch.
Attractive Lady: How did you know I have hemmorhoids?


PSPS. Thmilin (so that's what it means!), welcome back! We must have been writing our posts at the same time. Congratulations on your impending graduation from Stanford, a fine school indeed. I am certain you will have no trouble finding a job; Stanford graduates are notoriously reliable.
Are you planning on writing a novel? I see you took Creative Writing. (There was no such degree where I came from. Just "Read the whole bloody English corpus & stop whining, ******** !!!")
[Edited by Pigsnie on 03-18-2001]

Yes, the stately old homo of England is no more.
I heard of his death on the news and was quite sad.

Ian Chalreson (sp?) died of Aids?
I had not heard that.

On to happier news. Thmilin returns! This is great news,
you are such a flirt, thmilin! So, got any gossip, news or views?

LOL, Brock indeed looks like a chubby, sex only once in a while, kind of guy. Don't he? Those women are probably
his sisters or cousins, snicker.

Yes, I think Kerryanne might enjoy herself here. I'll
look into it.

Byeeeeeeeeeee!


Never Bet the Devil your head!

Yes, those girls are probably related to Brock. They have the same surprised Catholic schoolgirl look.

BTW, I have finally responded to Mr. Unicorn on the Americans vs. Bwitish thread. Sayeth he, "During 1999 and 2000, criminal use of handguns in England and Wales reached its highest level in seven years ... [42 people were killed.]" 42 PEOPLE IN TWO YEARS !!!! Not exactly a shocking statistic by which I would pack up my belongings and rush to the safety of the great state of Utah. In any case, he has not yet responded. (No doubt, you will have noticed that I tried missing as many apostrophes as possible, in the hope of misleading Mr. Unicorn into believing that I am only 6.)

Must respond now to Thmilin on the HANNIBAL thread. I know you hated HANNIBAL so I will just sniffle a bit and be on my way.
[Edited by Pigsnie on 03-19-2001]

alas, alas, there ISN'T a creative writing degree at stanford. just the english, with a creative writing emphasis. so, it's "read the whole bloody english and american corpus and stop whining, dammit!" plus "attempt to prove yourself as a literary fiction writer in workshop".

i have many novels started and never finished, and completed short stories (had to, for the course workshops). have a website, at the bottom of every page here posted in all its glory - Chez Miriam, with all my writing up there for all the world to see.

will go see what you wrote on Hannibal the Cannibal ...

I'm not sure what a Badger is but I think I'll try one.

When you chaps across the pond or whatever watch American films do you switch on the English subtitles? Just wondering.

Ever tried watching an Irish movie? And I used to watched a BBC comedy called THE YOUNG ONES. 4 guys who share a flat. A hippie, a punk, a guy in leather. Or maybe it was only 3. Tough Brit accents but I laughed everytime I understood something they said so it must have been funny part of the time.

Badger is cool.

Hey, I'm a Movie Forums Stage Hand! Woo Hoo!

Congratulations, Wart, on your ascension into the PANTHEON OF Movie Goers! Man, I am up late, proofs are hell!
I remember THE YOUNG ONES. Ate lentil soup everyday, never washed and my favorite was disgusting punk Vyvyan.

Sunfrog? Curious name. Details, please. And no, we chaps across the pond are perfectly at home with American English.
YO QUIERO TACO BELL !!!

Creative writing. Hmmm, did the courses help, Thmilin? I should think writing courses help very little. I figure: if writing is in your veins, it will show from a very early age. It's in the ancestors, as they say.

it's not really about learning how to write; it's about learning craft - no one can teach you how to write but they can help you work out issues you may be having. Things like undeveloped plot or characters, confusing language, conflicting themes or undeveloped themes; or where to focus the story, whereit's strongest and where it's weakest.

the courses are actually writing workshops; you bring in a finished story and the class constructively critiques it, beginning with things that work and moving on to things that could use changes. But it's all subjective cause it's a small audience and there's a world of readers out there. But it helps to give you new ways to look at things, new eyes in a way, and if anything it always helps to have someone read your work and give you feedback. In the real world, it's hard to get that. As a writer, there are few you trust to intelligently read and give feedback on your work and it's hard to initially find those few in the first place.

so yeah. that's what it's about.

I loved the young ones, my favourite was Rick, spelled with a silent "p".

Yes, I agree with both of you when it comes to writing,
it must be in the veins, but it helps to get feedback
and workshop your ideas.

thmilin, thanks for the story of your user name and good luck with the writing. I'll be sure to check out your
web page.

I did not hate Hannibal, but I thought it semmed half baked.
As though the movie left out alot of the real meat (no pun intended) from the book. By the way, where were the sodding
elephants!

Bye now!


Never Bet the Devil your Head!

Ps, Pigsnie, I read your post to Unicorn a few
days back and, I would have thought you would
lay into him with more gusto. Maybe it's just me.

Agreed on the writing issue - you can have average writing talent and become a good writer if you are taught properly, but I think great writers are born with something beyond conventional teaching.

That said, I don't know where I stand, but I'm the child of two very, very good writers - so I guess I'm lucky (except for the fat gene I have, the temper gene I have, the...you get the point. ).

Toby, If I'd laid into Unicorn with more vicious gusto, I would have been instantly identified. And that doesn't suit me right now. Maybe later, if I feel positively satanic and I don't have all this work to do.

Hmmmm, craft, eh? I dunno. I just type a lot, eh, OG? Personally, I think you learn to write by reading. Voraciously. Read everything you can get your hands on: Saint Simon, Proust, Graves. In fact, I will tell you about one of the very first books I ever read that opened my eyes to "craft" -- FANNY HILL: MEMOIRS OF A WOMAN OF PLEASURE by John Cleland. When I was 14, I had found a terrifically nasty book called CANDY in me uncle's bookcase. Delighting in the juicy sexual descriptions, I carried it everywhere with me, and even marked the particularly sniggering passages with a ballpoint pen. (Yeah, stupid, I know, but I already knew how to footnote.)

Alas, after a prolonged bout of the sniggers in the hallway bathroom, my uncle caught me red-handed with this modern porno classic. But to my surprise, my uncle did not beat me. Instead, he handed me a very old Penguin edition of FANNY HILL and said, "I read this when I was 15. I figure if you want to find out about sex, at least, read something with class." And what a great book it was too! Sure, it was about the ornately libidinous doings of an 18th century courtesan but I'll be damned if I didn't learn about CRAFT! [To this day, my editor wonders where I got such telling phrases as "I am thy servant & lamia, Eve-fruit."]