*What are you up to, Clicky? …/lights up… “spirit of the earth, gnome”?*
*Oh okay…/drags… Is this to do with me remote viewing ‘The Trap’ with Cade last night? …/swallows… Slugbop007 reminded me of it yesterday …/streams smoke… *
*/deep drag… Oh so you’re trolling? …/rolls eyes… I know A Void can be a bit of a cunt toward us, Clicky, butt she ain’t gonna like this…*
Beautiful! https://t.co/1n1DmhQVwd—
Street Art Magic (@streetartmagic) April 08, 2019
*Yikes! …/lights up… I read a story once about a deadly fungus epidemic, Clicky… /drags… It scared the bejesus out me… /streams smoke…*
*It’s true – I had been thinking about that movie all day, Clicky… /puffs…*
*I’d forgotten that one of the characters was called ‘Guy’, Clicky…/flicks ash…*
*IngerSOL? Hmm… /thinks…*
*/drags… Indeed, Spacey plays a ‘smiley face’, Clicky… /plumes smoke…*
*/final drag… That is such a good flick, Click…*
*/snorts smoke… Who watches the watchmen, Clicky? As for epidemics of deadly fungus… /stubs butt… Seems the W.H.O. are washing their hands…*
*/lights up… My story is two love stories… /drags… For the price of one… /stream smoke… Of course I called it ‘BOGOF’, Clicky…*
Ya gotta look and play the part.
Doesn't matter what the intent is/intentions are...
Can you spot the difference between an authentic designer item and...
The Real Deal. The Genuine Article. The Real McCoy
Can't be havin' us no false metamologies in the age of meta.
Bob's your UNCLE, Fanny's your AUNT, and you're in like FLYNN.
Or in like Flint, depending on which “false etymology” you choose to chase/adopt.
How do you know who to believe when a discrepancy is discovered and/or a dispute arises? Your first instinct will likely be to look for some authentic looking uniform/clothing, insignia, credentials, etc.
Different people sometimes carry different things in order to identify themselves…say for example, polycarbonate riot shield and a baton.
Others may show “they mean business” by comporting themselves in other ways.
You just gotta stay on top of the game in order to stay in it. Me? I’m not very hep or hip or whatever. I had no idea his name was Keith Flint. The only member of The Prodigy who’s name I knew, was Leeroy, and as far as I know, he’s been out of the Prodigy for some time.
/me shrugs
I can only imagine what a nightmare that crap above was to format.
(sorry Roob)
Oh btw, if you’re looking for the “master tapes”…
they’re in the library…
with Colonel Mustard.
Something about a key,
Sounds like some kind of argument to validate authenticity.
*/smokes…*
*You got the tangerine peel out of the slop bucket to photograph it, Clicky? …/looks aghast…*
*/pats snout… You are worth it, Clicky… /lights up…*
*Yes… /lights up… the extended versions, Clicky… /drags… two down, one to go…*
*/streams smoke… You couldn’t resist, could you, Clicky? …/wipes lips… You know Hugo has a preference for lollipops over jelly babies…*
‘In an unusual warning, doctors have reported the case of a man who injected cocaine into his urethra to heighten sexual pleasure and then, through ”extravagant complications,” suffered gangrene that led to the loss of both legs, nine fingers and his penis.‘
*I know! …/plays with lighter… Hugo brought the Max Headroom Doctor Who incident to my attention ages ago…*
*/flicks ash… One of Cade’s earlier blog efforts, Clicky… /drags… *
*/blows smoke ring… I wonder if he read it yet? …/blows smoke ring… Weird, the meaning behind ‘slush fund’, Clicky… /blows smoke ring… It’s all very porky… /licks lips…*
*And the other one, Clicky…*
*/laughs like a drain and stubs butt…*
*Oh good choice, Clicky… /lights up… I love that Song…*
*I get it. And ‘maica’ would be? …/drags… Make up and makeover, Clicky? …/blows smoke ring… Interesting… /flicks ash…*
*I gno! I only mentioned Clacks to Cade a week ago… /smokes… An’ then Shiny sends ’em to me by comet…/grins…*
*/splutters… No smoking around books? …/smirks… Knot at the LoL…*
*/pats snout… Get a Song, Clicky… /stubs butt… I think I’ve found some remote viewing for Cade and I tonight…*
*/Lols…*
*/flicks lighter…*
*/lights up…*
*/drags…*
*/streams smoke…*
*/coughs…*
*/spits…*
*/smokes…*
*/taps ash…*
*/stubs butt…*
*Aw fanks Clicky… /slides out cigarette… You put Garyk30’s comment on the box? …/flicks lighter… Fink it’s meant to go on the back, luv… /drags… Still it looks miles better than before… /plumes smoke…*
*Royalty? …/squints… Castles…*
*/drags… Play the Song, Clicky… /blows smoke rings…*
‘He forgot all about Mandy and Norman as he stared at the expanse of grass. The sun had set behind the surrounding buildings, but there was still enough light to see the garden. All of the grass had been cut, and raked into neat piles. A faint promise of new green showed through the yellow stalks. The patches of shrubbery were still wild, although even they seemed more controlled than they had on his last visit.’
Norman’s House by H.K. Hillman – to be published February 2019
*/flicks ash… I’d been looking up furty one after seeing GaryK30’s calculation, Clicky… /deep drag… Come to fink of it… /holds smoke… Phenex was in ‘Jessica’s Trap’… /streams smoke… A fantastic read…*
‘The Thirty-first Spirit is Foras. He is a Mighty President, and appeareth in the Form of a Strong Man in Human Shape. He can give the understanding to Men how they may know the Virtues of all Herbs and Precious Stones. He teacheth the Arts of Logic and Ethics in all their parts. If desired he maketh men invisible, and to live long, and to be eloquent. He can discover Treasures and recover things Lost. He ruleth over 29 Legions of Spirits, and his Seal is this, which wear thou, etc.’
— S. L. MacGregor Mathers (1904)
*/stubs butt… Coming soon, Clicky. Ooh… /rubs gut… Get a Song, I’m gonna… /farts loudly… That’ll be the pickled onions working…*
*Thanks Clicky… /pats snout… That post featured a Brexit-hear… /makes rollie…*
‘A wire as marking the finish line of a racecourse is attested from 1883.’
*/flicks lighter… Didn’t pass the ‘smell test’, Clicky… /lights up… She dressed it up to look like Brexit… /drags… fooled the ayes, butt knot the noes… /streams smoke… Proper rotten it was…*
*Gove triggered? …/smokes… MPs shouting ’til they’re hoarse…*
*Seabiscuit! …/final drag… Couldn’t find the scene from the movie, Clicky? …/stubs butt…*
In Reel Life: After losing the 1937 Santa Anita Handicap by a nose, Pollard tells Howard and Smith that he lost because he didn’t see Rosemont, the winner, coming up on him. He confesses that he’s blind in his right eye.
In Real Life: Pollard never told Smith and Howard that he was half-blind. His excuse for losing that race was that he had been stuck on the rail, which was slow, and was unable to get to the outside. “Had he let on that he was blind in one eye, his career would have been over,” writes Hillenbrand. “Howard accepted Pollard’s explanation without criticism. Neither he nor Smith blamed him.”
*Mrs Reign, eh? …/chortles…*
*Poor Frank! Tremayne-dos fella… /sparks light… Oh no, Poor Us! Everything we’ve posted there over the past six years, cruelly snatched away… /lights up… I gotta say, that’s a fucking weird image for WordPress to backdrop their message with, Clicky… /drags… Cheering crowds? …/streams smoke… Arms raised…*
*If you take the yellow out of green, you’re left with blue… /flicks ash… An’ if you take the red out of purple, you’re left with blue…*
*Didn’t Brazil recently elect their own ‘Orange Man’, Clicky? …/stubs butt… Witch means if you take the red/excretion/piss out of ‘Trump’, you get yellow…*
