IMightBeWrong

But....but....how else am I find out that I can be provided with exceptional services such as: 'Get your love back by indian black magic', 'your life and love related all problem solution' and the world famous 'baba astrologer' How can you deprive us of these grammatically incorrect, suspicious services?

:wacko: I thought you of all people would appreciate crazy when you saw it.

I hear Chris has given the thumbs up for fans to make use of the various youtube converter websites. He has consciously uncoupled himself from the theory of paying for music.

Little known fact: Chris has a phobia of shaking Dutch peoples hands, the rare Oranje-chirophobia. The fist bump was okay because it does not traditionally sit within the 'shaking' family of tactile greeting. So I guess unless you have some kind of back alley hand transplant then the situation cannot possibly be remedied. I hope this information has been helpful.

Chris and the boys would surely play a gig in the imaginatively titled Queen Maud Land. Certainly it is the most regal of the empty, snow-filled wastelands. A grand kingdom where all are free to pursue their dreams of getting sunburn and frostbite in one day. A utopia of snow and more snow and some rocks and some more snow. No man will want for nothing, because there is nothing there. I for one, will be naming all my children Maud, in honour of this glorious Queen and her land. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_Maud_Land#Geography All hail Queen Maud, and her glorious new regime!

[video=youtube;6XXDHjKWd-M]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XXDHjKWd-M [video=youtube;QNCsmP3e6Gs] Nah mate, best of the Irish right there.

Simply unacceptable! How dare some poor little kid be able to afford to buy the Coldplay back catalogue with their meagre pocket money and enjoy their music. This is worse than drowning little kittens!

Might as well face it I'm addicted to love.

:disappointed: I thought he was famous the world over.

Somewhere on planet Earth, Chris Martin Leg Guy weeps...

I reckon he flew to Uganda, sought out a needy farmer, fairly traded him a fair trade chocolate bar for his goat, took the goat to South Africa where he fairly traded it to a cotton farmer for some cotton. He then exported the cotton to China, where he fearlessly searched high and low for the most needy fair trade sweatshop he could find. There he fairly traded the rights of X&Y for the production of the shirt (rights now property of the Chinese Communist Party). The carbon emissions for all the air travel that this took was fairly traded to Shanghai, where the smog problem is more a tourist attraction than a health hazard, and the poor workers did rejoice at the fairness of this trade And everyone lived happily ever after. :)

:surprised: I suppose I couldn't believe this was something that needed to be posted. It kinda looks like ringworm or something.

Can I just clarify (and I welcome anyone to answer this) that you made the bracelet? Or you made the circle on your hand?

I can only imagine... "July 1st 2014: Chris has passed two soft 4-inch stools in the bathroom of the second floor master bedroom. Duration: 8 minutes and 12 seconds. Must send him priority letter suggesting he increase his potassium intake by 20% in order to harden them up. Will analyse the droppings later at home. He washed his hands but did not dry them. Must go to the local shop and pick up some paper towels for him. Will leave them outside the door when he does his annual mole check. Reminder: Chris' annual mole check in 4 days, remember to bring extra film for multiple angles. Slipped copy of Daily Mail under front door, circled articles I knew Chris would want to read. Read them again to him later in his sleep."

I think you should be absolutely forthright with this woman. The best way to test the theory that she likes you is to invite her over for a cup of tea and some chat. At some point excuse yourself and go upstairs to your bedroom. Then shout down the stairs that you need her help with something, for example moving a wardrobe/flipping the mattress/alphabetising your shoes. When she comes upstairs and enters your bedroom you will be standing there buck naked, one leg on top of the bed, with a rose between your teeth, wiggling your eyebrows suggestively. Now, depending on her reaction you will one way or the other become aware of her feelings towards the room situation. If there is a look of sheer horror and/or terror, then this can be countered with a line such as: "Sorry this is how I move wardrobes/flip my mattress/alphabetise my shoes, I was not aware that it was not acceptable in civilised society, I thought everyone did it this way." This should nullify any urge she would have to call the police and any awkwardness that would otherwise develop between the two of you. You will also have to spend the remainder of your time with her in such a naked state, as to highlight how 'normal' this is to you, as well as moving any wardrobes/flipping and mattresses/alphabetising any shoes that should come across your path in the ensuing days. If she should lick her lips and rub her hands together mischievously then you should cautiously proceed to assume that this is a green light towards your suggested sleeping/accommodation arrangements. If she should do nothing at all but stand there, her body unable to comprehend the wonderful image before her, then may I suggest making some kind of aural mating call, such as: "Grrrrr tiger" coupled with the clawing hand motion that comes with this particular seduction method. All the while being careful so as not to hurt your mouth on the prickly stem of the rose betwixt your jaw. This call should prompt her to elicit some response. I can guarantee that these steps, if taken, will solve your problem 100%. Guaranteed.

Ahhh a throwback to the cut 'n paste inane and ridiculous right-wing tripe. You know, I always pictured Mark in his dirty underwear (sorry if you have just eaten), sitting at his computer for endless hours, scouring the Daily Mail for "important" articles that he had to bring to the attention of the forum. A dead and decaying cat in the corner of the room (Mark being too busy saving the souls on the forum to care for it), the walls plastered in Daily Mail cut outs on how the world has gone to hell. I wonder how accurate I was.

With regards to those who have been banned/account disabled, surely some have received a lifetime ban which is disproportionate to the severity of their "crimes"? If I remember correctly, Reilly struck out with some childish spamming and insults. Yes, the rules were broken but within the grand scheme of things there are more serious things he could've done to warrant warnings/a ban. And please correct me if I've misread the circumstances and reasons. That said, apart from Mark, I can't imagine too many others would care to return. Unless I'm mistaken?

Not that they would've wanted to come back to this, but with a new owner and a sort of clean slate, the banned/account disabled folk should've been given a second chance. It's a terrible idea of course, and the whole forum landscape has been irreversibly changed through time but at least the door would be open for them. I'll just have a quiet moment of nostalgia and move on. [video=youtube;_wp4O7v5320]

Did I miss a meeting? Only George Jones can adequately capture my feelings. [video=youtube;4EBCE9OCyok]

[video=youtube;9vWXaGWUPHs]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vWXaGWUPHs THIS, ladies and gentlemen, is some home grown Irish talent. It's absolutely awful, yet that somehow makes it popular and strangely compulsive listening.

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I like them to be as brutally honest as possible, so I can ball up all that bitterness and rejection and use it as a driving force to better myself creatively, so that someday, in the blissful future, I can tell them to shove their opinion up their hole. :)

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In an ideal world; 'You bite the Reills the Reills bites back my man, dayum, dayum, DAY-UM!' What a song to go out on.

No, they don't like you because what you say is vacuous and ignorant, unimaginative and uninformed.