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It's coming up to Easter, so everyones talking about Jesus. I won't, because he didn't exist, but thats my viewpoint. I just got back from a ski-ing trip to America with the school. Now, I was dreading this a bit, because I'd be faced with
a) Rednecks
b) Really fat people
c) Townie roommates who think books are evil
d) Depraved PE teachers who cannot accept that me and my mates are better than them at ski-ing and pretty much everything.
e) All of the above
But it rocked. I loved the country, but that was probably because I was stuck on top of a mountain and was juuust out of range of the shotgun. But don't worry, Paw's gone to fetch Ol' Gramps souped-up shawtgun. But I'd have skied to freedom by then. The townies were OK, I suppose. They did get confused when I rented a movie that wasn't American Pie 2. (I got sent out to get the video on the grounds that one of them had once borrowed Die Hard from me, so 'he noes bout moovies n stuf'.) The conversation went something like this:
"American Pie 2?"
"Sorry lads, they were out. I got a film by a favourite director of mine, called Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back."
"Whut?"
"Different film. Very funny."
"American Pie 2?"
"No, they were out. It was this or Snatch."
"You got Snatch?"
"No, I got Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back."
"American Pie 2?"
Retards. So I made them watch it, but they didn't find it very funny and resorted to playing cards for money. I then took $30 off one in silent revenge. Suzanne would have agreed, I'm sure. But I did chat with a Big Fat American Movie Store Guy about some movies. I bet he was one of those people who still lives in their parents basements. I will never follow that track. For a start, I don't have a basement. But the trip rocked, and they liked the A-Team. I think perhaps everyone in the world has heard of Mr T. Oh, and the ski-ing was good. Down mountain, met cool Yanks, beat teachers. In fairness, I have been ski-ing a lot longer than them, but to all PE teachers, every student is worse than them, at everything. I went to an American mall, hoping to see people who just sat around all day and made amazingly witty comments. But I didn't. It hurt.
Basically, it ruled. I did manage to read - once. Then they laughed and asked me who Bill Bryson was, so I gave up. I played them some Lifehouse and some RHCP and some Clutch, but they got scared and put, as I recall, Dre and So Solid Crew on. Bah. I now have lyrics in my head that I don't want.
They don't know about my crew, they don't know what we do...
I pity the fools.
America summed up:
Loadsa adverts
Loadsa food
TNN rules
HBO does not rule
No-one gives a toss about Gamecube or X-Box. I was home.
It was fun, and I made money, and I ski-ied, and I worked out the ending to K-Pax. Excellent.
a) Rednecks
b) Really fat people
c) Townie roommates who think books are evil
d) Depraved PE teachers who cannot accept that me and my mates are better than them at ski-ing and pretty much everything.
e) All of the above
But it rocked. I loved the country, but that was probably because I was stuck on top of a mountain and was juuust out of range of the shotgun. But don't worry, Paw's gone to fetch Ol' Gramps souped-up shawtgun. But I'd have skied to freedom by then. The townies were OK, I suppose. They did get confused when I rented a movie that wasn't American Pie 2. (I got sent out to get the video on the grounds that one of them had once borrowed Die Hard from me, so 'he noes bout moovies n stuf'.) The conversation went something like this:
"American Pie 2?"
"Sorry lads, they were out. I got a film by a favourite director of mine, called Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back."
"Whut?"
"Different film. Very funny."
"American Pie 2?"
"No, they were out. It was this or Snatch."
"You got Snatch?"
"No, I got Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back."
"American Pie 2?"
Retards. So I made them watch it, but they didn't find it very funny and resorted to playing cards for money. I then took $30 off one in silent revenge. Suzanne would have agreed, I'm sure. But I did chat with a Big Fat American Movie Store Guy about some movies. I bet he was one of those people who still lives in their parents basements. I will never follow that track. For a start, I don't have a basement. But the trip rocked, and they liked the A-Team. I think perhaps everyone in the world has heard of Mr T. Oh, and the ski-ing was good. Down mountain, met cool Yanks, beat teachers. In fairness, I have been ski-ing a lot longer than them, but to all PE teachers, every student is worse than them, at everything. I went to an American mall, hoping to see people who just sat around all day and made amazingly witty comments. But I didn't. It hurt.
Basically, it ruled. I did manage to read - once. Then they laughed and asked me who Bill Bryson was, so I gave up. I played them some Lifehouse and some RHCP and some Clutch, but they got scared and put, as I recall, Dre and So Solid Crew on. Bah. I now have lyrics in my head that I don't want.
They don't know about my crew, they don't know what we do...
I pity the fools.
America summed up:
Loadsa adverts
Loadsa food
TNN rules
HBO does not rule
No-one gives a toss about Gamecube or X-Box. I was home.
It was fun, and I made money, and I ski-ied, and I worked out the ending to K-Pax. Excellent.
American Pie 2?
Good read, must try skiing one day.
Good read, must try skiing one day.
Mr. Nice Guy wrote:
>
First, I want to get this out of the way with:
t's coming up
> to Easter, so everyones talking about Jesus. I won't, because he didn't exist,
> but thats my viewpoint.
You just couldn't resist, could ya? :-)
--
Of course not :-)
Cheers for reading lads. I hate it when a topic don't get read, but I wasn't going to pop it...
>
First, I want to get this out of the way with:
t's coming up
> to Easter, so everyones talking about Jesus. I won't, because he didn't exist,
> but thats my viewpoint.
You just couldn't resist, could ya? :-)
--
Of course not :-)
Cheers for reading lads. I hate it when a topic don't get read, but I wasn't going to pop it...
What a bunch of retards. Not caring about console wars? What's wrong with them?
:0)
Seriously though, know how you feel. Gladly, there are quite a few people, [five... really, that's all I'll ever need] with the same sorta tastes as me when it comes to music, books and film. And a hell of a lot more on here.
This is kinda why I love the forums. No matter how long you spend in "the real world", you can always come back here, argue with Goatboy, laugh at Meka, and point at Shaneo.
I love skiing. Haven't been in... God knows how long. Five years, something like that.
Last went on a holiday we won, first ever Britons to have a holiday to Winter Park.
And it showed. There were about... ten people in a ten mile radius. The snow was like flour, no ice in sight. Plenty of blacks runs, plenty of greens for when you were tired and just wanted to ski home... and a little restaurant about half way up, like you always get. And it didn't charge that much either! Amazing. That's one thing that really shocked me, how cheap everything is in America.
People are nice too. Where else in the world would you get a complete stranger shouting out to you to duck, as a man accidently walks past you and nearly hits you with his skis. It was really odd, how people could just talk to each other like that and not care. Britain sucks for that reason.
Sorry I didn't see this sooner.
:0)
Seriously though, know how you feel. Gladly, there are quite a few people, [five... really, that's all I'll ever need] with the same sorta tastes as me when it comes to music, books and film. And a hell of a lot more on here.
This is kinda why I love the forums. No matter how long you spend in "the real world", you can always come back here, argue with Goatboy, laugh at Meka, and point at Shaneo.
I love skiing. Haven't been in... God knows how long. Five years, something like that.
Last went on a holiday we won, first ever Britons to have a holiday to Winter Park.
And it showed. There were about... ten people in a ten mile radius. The snow was like flour, no ice in sight. Plenty of blacks runs, plenty of greens for when you were tired and just wanted to ski home... and a little restaurant about half way up, like you always get. And it didn't charge that much either! Amazing. That's one thing that really shocked me, how cheap everything is in America.
People are nice too. Where else in the world would you get a complete stranger shouting out to you to duck, as a man accidently walks past you and nearly hits you with his skis. It was really odd, how people could just talk to each other like that and not care. Britain sucks for that reason.
Sorry I didn't see this sooner.
I ain't letting this topic go down to the bottom, without one single reply, that just sucks.
First, I want to get this out of the way with:
t's coming up to Easter, so everyones talking about Jesus. I won't, because he didn't exist, but thats my viewpoint.
You just couldn't resist, could ya? :-)
Anyways, I love the way you see people, because of your love of books and films. It is true, people really think reading is boring and only a film that everyone has heard of, can possibly be good.
I've never been sking and to be honest, I wouldn't really want to, either. So, I can't comment much on about it, but it sounds like you had a good time, and thats all that matters.
First, I want to get this out of the way with:
t's coming up to Easter, so everyones talking about Jesus. I won't, because he didn't exist, but thats my viewpoint.
You just couldn't resist, could ya? :-)
Anyways, I love the way you see people, because of your love of books and films. It is true, people really think reading is boring and only a film that everyone has heard of, can possibly be good.
I've never been sking and to be honest, I wouldn't really want to, either. So, I can't comment much on about it, but it sounds like you had a good time, and thats all that matters.
It's coming up to Easter, so everyones talking about Jesus. I won't, because he didn't exist, but thats my viewpoint. I just got back from a ski-ing trip to America with the school. Now, I was dreading this a bit, because I'd be faced with
a) Rednecks
b) Really fat people
c) Townie roommates who think books are evil
d) Depraved PE teachers who cannot accept that me and my mates are better than them at ski-ing and pretty much everything.
e) All of the above
But it rocked. I loved the country, but that was probably because I was stuck on top of a mountain and was juuust out of range of the shotgun. But don't worry, Paw's gone to fetch Ol' Gramps souped-up shawtgun. But I'd have skied to freedom by then. The townies were OK, I suppose. They did get confused when I rented a movie that wasn't American Pie 2. (I got sent out to get the video on the grounds that one of them had once borrowed Die Hard from me, so 'he noes bout moovies n stuf'.) The conversation went something like this:
"American Pie 2?"
"Sorry lads, they were out. I got a film by a favourite director of mine, called Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back."
"Whut?"
"Different film. Very funny."
"American Pie 2?"
"No, they were out. It was this or Snatch."
"You got Snatch?"
"No, I got Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back."
"American Pie 2?"
Retards. So I made them watch it, but they didn't find it very funny and resorted to playing cards for money. I then took $30 off one in silent revenge. Suzanne would have agreed, I'm sure. But I did chat with a Big Fat American Movie Store Guy about some movies. I bet he was one of those people who still lives in their parents basements. I will never follow that track. For a start, I don't have a basement. But the trip rocked, and they liked the A-Team. I think perhaps everyone in the world has heard of Mr T. Oh, and the ski-ing was good. Down mountain, met cool Yanks, beat teachers. In fairness, I have been ski-ing a lot longer than them, but to all PE teachers, every student is worse than them, at everything. I went to an American mall, hoping to see people who just sat around all day and made amazingly witty comments. But I didn't. It hurt.
Basically, it ruled. I did manage to read - once. Then they laughed and asked me who Bill Bryson was, so I gave up. I played them some Lifehouse and some RHCP and some Clutch, but they got scared and put, as I recall, Dre and So Solid Crew on. Bah. I now have lyrics in my head that I don't want.
They don't know about my crew, they don't know what we do...
I pity the fools.
America summed up:
Loadsa adverts
Loadsa food
TNN rules
HBO does not rule
No-one gives a toss about Gamecube or X-Box. I was home.
It was fun, and I made money, and I ski-ied, and I worked out the ending to K-Pax. Excellent.
a) Rednecks
b) Really fat people
c) Townie roommates who think books are evil
d) Depraved PE teachers who cannot accept that me and my mates are better than them at ski-ing and pretty much everything.
e) All of the above
But it rocked. I loved the country, but that was probably because I was stuck on top of a mountain and was juuust out of range of the shotgun. But don't worry, Paw's gone to fetch Ol' Gramps souped-up shawtgun. But I'd have skied to freedom by then. The townies were OK, I suppose. They did get confused when I rented a movie that wasn't American Pie 2. (I got sent out to get the video on the grounds that one of them had once borrowed Die Hard from me, so 'he noes bout moovies n stuf'.) The conversation went something like this:
"American Pie 2?"
"Sorry lads, they were out. I got a film by a favourite director of mine, called Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back."
"Whut?"
"Different film. Very funny."
"American Pie 2?"
"No, they were out. It was this or Snatch."
"You got Snatch?"
"No, I got Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back."
"American Pie 2?"
Retards. So I made them watch it, but they didn't find it very funny and resorted to playing cards for money. I then took $30 off one in silent revenge. Suzanne would have agreed, I'm sure. But I did chat with a Big Fat American Movie Store Guy about some movies. I bet he was one of those people who still lives in their parents basements. I will never follow that track. For a start, I don't have a basement. But the trip rocked, and they liked the A-Team. I think perhaps everyone in the world has heard of Mr T. Oh, and the ski-ing was good. Down mountain, met cool Yanks, beat teachers. In fairness, I have been ski-ing a lot longer than them, but to all PE teachers, every student is worse than them, at everything. I went to an American mall, hoping to see people who just sat around all day and made amazingly witty comments. But I didn't. It hurt.
Basically, it ruled. I did manage to read - once. Then they laughed and asked me who Bill Bryson was, so I gave up. I played them some Lifehouse and some RHCP and some Clutch, but they got scared and put, as I recall, Dre and So Solid Crew on. Bah. I now have lyrics in my head that I don't want.
They don't know about my crew, they don't know what we do...
I pity the fools.
America summed up:
Loadsa adverts
Loadsa food
TNN rules
HBO does not rule
No-one gives a toss about Gamecube or X-Box. I was home.
It was fun, and I made money, and I ski-ied, and I worked out the ending to K-Pax. Excellent.