I have a cube of tungsten at work that is 40mm x 40 mm, it is comedically heavy. This thing would be nuts.

This is known as a thought terminating cliché. They can be more than just annoying. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thought-terminating_cliché

Imagine thinking that you’re tougher than context.

Wisdom.

‘Oranges and lemons say the bells of St Clements’ but like it’s from the minaret of a mosque run by the hard of hearing. It’s aggressive.

A girl sidled up to me at college when I was About 18 and just said “you have beautiful veins”

PICK-PONGGG….

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Martin Freeman

Feels like a super power when you’re scuba diving and you see all the other divers holding their noses!

I’ve had a couple of women follow me in to public toilets and commandeer aim. I had to muster unbelievable levels of concentration to get it done. Some bit of my brain has never worked at that level before or since.

I went to a party in the top bit once. It’s just a sort of empty corridor that you can hire. Amazing views down the river.

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Seeing that you’re in the UK I recommend Facetheory. Good products and there’s always an offer code for 20% off. https://www.facetheory.com/

I used to work for a general builder we all called Nick The Freak. We were in our mid twenties and having a pretty good time of things off site. I used to call up the gaffer and say “Nick man, I can’t make it to the job today, I feel like shit” and he would say- yea Squeezer, Mars is in alignment with Saturn this week. Understandable. I’ve never appreciated bullshit so much.

One evening I built a campfire to keep warm on the banks of a river in southern France. As the fire got going, millions of moths poured from the trees into the flames. As the numbers increased the flames leapt higher, and the moths became the fuel. The horror, the horror…

We were standing in the pub, and I’d just bought a round. I gave my mate a fresh pint, and like a complete piss head he let it slip through his fingers. It landed on the floor between us with a thunk, not a single drop spilled. It just nailed the landing, completely solid. Fucking witchcraft.

“Deny thy counter and refuse thy knife”

O cutting board, cutting board, wherefore art thou cutting board?

This reminds me of when we found we could bulk buy ephedrine over the counter from chemists in sub saharan Africa and go to uninhabited islands off the coast and get messed up. Happy days.