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Post by Admin on Dec 21, 2018 23:24:55 GMT
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Post by MrTiddles on Dec 22, 2018 9:43:23 GMT
Hullo?
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Post by Faceless on Dec 22, 2018 9:57:51 GMT
Is it mee you're looking for...
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Post by Destry on Dec 22, 2018 10:03:44 GMT
Morning
Last night I bought and downloaded Elder Scrolls IV - Oblivion in the GoG sale, and set it up it to work on the laptop with my XBox 360 controller.
Should keep me going over the holidays when the family commandeer the TV.
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Post by BabyfarkmcGeezak on Dec 22, 2018 10:10:13 GMT
Destry going out his way to get some Sean Bean action this Christmas.
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Post by crankcaller on Dec 22, 2018 10:11:38 GMT
Morning chaps and chapess,
(tenthen you've not headed nach Deutschland yet have you? Not without saying cheerio Shirley...)
Games.
Playing in the snow in Los Santos. Sliding round corners and skidding about in sports cars and throwing snowballs.
Onrush. Free ps+ game. It's ok. Fast driving game with powerups. No mario kart though.
Fillums.
Oceans 8. Was ok, entertaining enough. Dunno why it got slated. It's the same as the other ones. Maybe that's why? Maybe Women.
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Post by RollingEscargot on Dec 22, 2018 10:12:29 GMT
I like how toolio responds to a load of comments at the end of each day. He is like the box ombudsman, carefully inspecting the day's output, in (I imagine) a high vis jacket and hard hat, with clipboard in hand and pencil behind the ear. Only when he is satisfied will he sign off and start the 400 mile commute home through the tundra.
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Post by Faceless on Dec 22, 2018 10:19:21 GMT
I like how toolio responds to a load of comments at the end of each day. He is like the box ombudsman, carefully inspecting the day's output, in (I imagine) a high vis jacket and hard hat, with clipboard in hand and pencil behind the ear. Only when he is satisfied will he sign off and start the 400 mile commute home through the tundra. Either that or he's in some kind of institution where his Internet access is limited to certain times of the day. |
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Post by MrTiddles on Dec 22, 2018 10:20:34 GMT
Is it mee you're looking for... Get. Out. |
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Post by Faceless on Dec 22, 2018 10:53:12 GMT
Now I'm starting to wonder if any of us are real, or do we exist solely in Toolio's head.
The more I think about it the more sense it makes.
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Post by MrTiddles on Dec 22, 2018 11:12:04 GMT
I've just noticed an e-mail from the housing dude. Wants to know what the skinny is regarding 'The Lad' & 'The Jehovans'.
Looks like I'm working over Christmas.
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Post by Shenguin on Dec 22, 2018 11:14:32 GMT
Now I'm starting to wonder if any of us are real, or do we exist solely in Toolio's head. The more I think about it the more sense it makes. That might explain Socky's disappearance; a more effective drug regimen or a particularly helpful counseling session. |
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Post by Shenguin on Dec 22, 2018 11:21:41 GMT
That's fake news. The only person I've called that (on these walls) in the past three days is Theresa May.
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Post by MrTiddles on Dec 22, 2018 11:26:02 GMT
Now I'm starting to wonder if any of us are real, or do we exist solely in Toolio's head. The more I think about it the more sense it makes. That might explain Socky's disappearance; a more effective drug regimen or a particularly helpful counseling session. Counseling? Only the Queen's English in here, mate. |
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Post by Faceless on Dec 22, 2018 11:46:08 GMT
Now I'm starting to wonder if any of us are real, or do we exist solely in Toolio's head. The more I think about it the more sense it makes. That might explain Socky's disappearance; a more effective drug regimen or a particularly helpful counseling session. It would also explain why none of us seems to have the first fucking clue about games, or other things that matter. |
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Post by toolio2010 on Dec 22, 2018 11:54:09 GMT
I like how toolio responds to a load of comments at the end of each day. He is like the box ombudsman, carefully inspecting the day's output, in (I imagine) a high vis jacket and hard hat, with clipboard in hand and pencil behind the ear. Only when he is satisfied will he sign off and start the 400 mile commute home through the tundra. Either that or he's in some kind of institution where his Internet access is limited to certain times of the day. You're both right....it's the time difference innit and I can't access the box at work |
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Post by tenthenemy on Dec 22, 2018 12:05:52 GMT
Morning chaps and chapess, (tenthen you've not headed nach Deutschland yet have you? Not without saying cheerio Shirley...) No worries. Last night I was so exhausted from the Xmas tat shopping that I could only make my existence as a figment of Toolio's imagination known by upvoting posts. Only now have I found the strength to respond; he's obviously going through the R.E.M. sleep phase. I got all the Christmas tat. I forgot to buy ketchup. I need to go to the shops to get some, but not before Amazon has delivered more Christmas tat. I'm worried that the packages of the toys for the grandchildren are too bulky to fit in the family car that is already full of children, babies and baby stuff. I have checked that the airline allows Christmas crackers in the check-in luggage but that I must declare that I have put them in my case (in the original packaging, no more than 12). Tales from the retail: observed a little boy sitting in a supermarket trolley and being pushed along by his parents whilst playing on his Switch; and a woman buying a bathrobe that looked as if Cruella de Vil had had her way with the 101 Dalmatians. As I unpacked the car it started pouring with rain and it was so late that lunch and dinner morphed into linner (like brunch, only later). I hope that Toolio will dream that tenthen is going on a Christmas vacation on a tropical island instead. |
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Post by gongfarmer on Dec 22, 2018 12:16:38 GMT
This morning I've festooned my eaves with lights, and in a moment of madness, mowed the lawn.
Major food shopping expedition is planned for this afternoon. I have a feeling of dread.
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Post by gongfarmer on Dec 22, 2018 12:21:59 GMT
I also had a text from the wine fairies, to advise my monthly payment hadn't gone through as the card had expired so my festive delivery will be end of January now. End times indeed, and also scuppered any plans I might have had to sober up in februaury*
*this would never have happened anyway
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Post by BabyfarkmcGeezak on Dec 22, 2018 12:39:28 GMT
I am wrapping presents. It is not going well.
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Post by amipal on Dec 22, 2018 12:56:59 GMT
Hello all!
A great evening was had in Rottingdean last night. Four out of the five pubs in the village were sampled - the Black Horse being missed solely due to last-buses being due.
Today I am slightly hungover.
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Post by MrTiddles on Dec 22, 2018 12:58:16 GMT
I am wrapping presents. It is not going well. My missus does that for me. After all, what do I pay her for?* *I do wrap her present, I'm not an animal.** ** I am. |
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Post by crankcaller on Dec 22, 2018 13:37:06 GMT
This morning I've festooned my eaves with lights, and in a moment of madness, mowed the lawn. Major food shopping expedition is planned for this afternoon. I have a feeling of dread. Searchlights? Makes shooting carol singers easier. |
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Post by BabyfarkmcGeezak on Dec 22, 2018 13:38:03 GMT
It took an hour to wrap 7 presents. I’m not even a quarter of the way through them either.
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Post by tenthenemy on Dec 22, 2018 14:14:39 GMT
It took an hour to wrap 7 presents. I’m not even a quarter of the way through them either. One more thing I've still got to do. I know it will take me longer to wrap presents than it will take the kids to rip them apart. Luckily I won't be there to witness it. |
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