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Room 101 (like the TV prog)

semiphonic said:
I'm always on the sherbets :(

I'm not in trouble with Mrs Semiphonic

I'm eating now though :woot:
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Well as Pipp says, at least you have the courage to recognise your shortcomings ... and if Mrs S is ok then not to worry. you've got a reprieve .. but as soon as Mrs S is unhappy, it's straight to the ex-husbands area for a short time so you can see what it's like in there.. then you won't want to be an ex-husband and will amend your behaviour accordingly!
 
But I don't ever want to be an ex-husband. I didn't even want to be diabetic but here I am :)

I'm putting myself in the holding area because I felt that I upset my friends here on the forum. Mrs S puts up with a lot, but we really are the best of friends.
 
My rock n roll lifestyle, I'm in bed watching the news, big report on 3d printers :)

Thank you, I wouldn't want to upset anyone on the forum, well there's a few I'm not that bothered about, present company (and this whole thread!) excepted....

The strangest thing is, I don't really get hangovers any more, of course if I really drink to excess I feel jaded the next day, but not what I'd call hungover. Did someone put hangovers in Room 101?
 
Lesleywo said:
I hear you .... I've been on both ends, receiving child support and being with a man for the last 13 years who has, and is still, paying it! We are down to one now, with only 2 years to go.

Part of the education should involve the ex-wives being taught that the child support is for their children, not them, it is also their responsibility to contribute financially to their children's upbringing as well as the husband and last, but my no means least, a firm understanding is required that they are NOT entitled to child support after a child has turned 18. My husband's ex wanted to know how much he was going to give now that child no.1 had turned 18! Dream on, we've been waiting for this day for years!

Education required for said ex-wives with regarding to 'living within your means'.
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People who take the p*** like that should definitely be put in! Your hubby's ex sounds like a bit of a gold digger!

And totally agree the mum is also responsible for upkeep.

Xxxx
 
semiphonic said:
Have to be honest, me and @Debmcgee have got quite close lately.....
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Ssssssh! That's how rumours start!

I wanna know how you've upset people on here....

Anyway, I hope your indulgence hasn't wrecked your bg. And lucky you for no hangovers - I cant cope with them and two young girls to look after these days.

Sweet dreams!
Deb xxxx
 
Debmcgee said:
Ssssssh! That's how rumours start!

I wanna know how you've upset people on here....

Anyway, I hope your indulgence hasn't wrecked your bg. And lucky you for no hangovers - I cant cope with them and two young girls to look after these days.

Sweet dreams!
Deb xxxx
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semiphonic said:
My rock n roll lifestyle, I'm in bed watching the news, big report on 3d printers :)

Thank you, I wouldn't want to upset anyone on the forum, well there's a few I'm not that bothered about, present company (and this whole thread!) excepted....

The strangest thing is, I don't really get hangovers any more, of course if I really drink to excess I feel jaded the next day, but not what I'd call hungover. Did someone put hangovers in Room 101?
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No but happy to nominate .. maybe your body's used to it! Doesn't lack of sleep raise BG? Guess you'll find out tomorrow :watching:
 
I nominate myself. I should be put in there for my own safety.

this afternoon I was multi-tasking and did a bit of a Dell Boy, from Only Fools and Horses, when he falls through the bar opening?

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For me it wasn't a bar, but a partially open door. I was even laughing as I teetered through it until my cheek bone came into contact with the edge of the door. Oooops. No damage done, and I don't think it'll properly bruise, but Mr Breathe is happy to be 4500 miles away when I may look like a victim of domestic violence.
 
After today's party for my soon to be five year old, I'd like to nominate stupid parents.

I specifically asked for all parents to stay with their kids as it was a bowling party and therefore I can't contain their offspring. I informed them all in advance.

On arrival, I told everyone there was a bar tab so they could order what they wanted while they stayed. Three people went to said bar, had a coffee/drink, then ******** off leaving me to run a kids party, deal with all sorts of issues, toilet breaks, faulty lanes etc etc AND look after tgeir children! :o

I am not a free childminding service. And can you imagine if one of their precious darlings had gone missing.......

Safe to say I'm glad it's all over with now. Everyone else had a great time, so I guess that's the main thing....


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AndBreathe said:
I nominate myself. I should be put in there for my own safety.

this afternoon I was multi-tasking and did a bit of a Dell Boy, from Only Fools and Horses, when he falls through the bar opening?

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For me it wasn't a bar, but a partially open door. I was even laughing as I teetered through it until my cheek bone came into contact with the edge of the door. Oooops. No damage done, and I don't think it'll properly bruise, but Mr Breathe is happy to be 4500 miles away when I may look like a victim of domestic violence.
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I loved that episode. I once went to a gig at a posh private school where they used to hold a folk/blues club to watch a band that did Dylan covers. The theatre looked like what can only be described as a large "swiss chalet" style. Anyway the gig was going along ok, though we did notice that one of the guitarists seems a bit worse for wear and didn't seem to know the tunes they were playing. After getting up from his steel guitar, he draped a guitar round his shoulders and (probably what he thought was nonchalantly) leaned up against the back of the stage. Unfortunately he leaned up against a door - to be fair you couldn't really see it was there - and promply fell flat on his back as it opened. The best of it was that he just got up and carried on playing.
 
semiphonic said:
Now I'm feeling quite melancholy :(
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Just read your signature verse, keep blowing bubbles too.
:)
There, that is one of my smiles for you. You seem like you don't have one of your own right now.
 
Cyclists.

Waggling their scrawny incontinence padded short clad bottoms. Wobbling their bicycles up hill on bendy rural hill roads. Never looking behind them when they swerve out around drains and potholes. Holding up traffic in both directions. Using pavements as thoroughfares and roads as cycle ways. Filling the roads like termites on the move. Wearing silly insectoid wrap around sunglasses which apparently make them blind. Wearing helmets in cafés. Blocking cafe access by inconsiderate cycle stacking against drainpipes. Advertising obscure cycle short manufacturers in red writing up their stringy thighs.

Phew! Rant over.

Feel much better.

But I do have one question:
When did it become obligatory to wear such ridiculous advertising while having a pleasant afternoon of exercise with friends?
 
Brunneria said:
Cyclists.

Waggling their scrawny incontinence padded short clad bottoms. Wobbling their bicycles up hill on bendy rural hill roads. Never looking behind them when they swerve out around drains and potholes. Holding up traffic in both directions. Using pavements as thoroughfares and roads as cycle ways. Filling the roads like termites on the move. Wearing silly insectoid wrap around sunglasses which apparently make them blind. Wearing helmets in cafés. Blocking cafe access by inconsiderate cycle stacking against drainpipes. Advertising obscure cycle short manufacturers in red writing up their stringy thighs.

Phew! Rant over.

Feel much better.

But I do have one question:
When did it become obligatory to wear such ridiculous advertising while having a pleasant afternoon of exercise with friends?
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As long as we just send the cyclists, such as those you describe. Keep the well behaved considerate ones out. Otherwise I am not going to have my gofer, Mr Pipp, around to go on errands on his trusty bicycle.

Oh and he has a non-scrawny bum, looks peachy in lycra.
 
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