entertainment
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tim westwood hs the physique of a rabid fox whereas i'm more like one of those avatars, long and taut
Intoxication log
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Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
The original third member of Autechre who was kicked out of the band for being insufficiently charismatic.
luka
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My vaping addiction came out of nowhere – and I'm finding it impossible to quit | Imogen West-Knights
Scientists don’t know yet whether vapes are harmful. So why is the UK government handing them out, asks journalist Imogen West-Knights
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Clinamenic
Binary & Tweed
What do you call this style? Have a good opportunity to come up with a name here, a staccato stream of consciousness.
luka
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im going to print a pamphlet of them now. i think the title will be Bicester Village
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Bicester Village - Wikipedia
Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
Good choice. There are tons of words that rhyme with 'Bicester', for a start. Sister. Mister. Blister. Fister.im going to print a pamphlet of them now. i think the title will be Bicester Village
Bicester Village - Wikipedia
Clinamenic
Binary & Tweed
I believe we have a dedicated thread for everyone else’s less wonderful poetry.
luka
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It would go to the Adjudicator's office. It was anyone's guess.
He had hoped to explore a shipwreck off the island of Bermuda
but all of that was up in the air now. He had a mountain of
paperwork to get through. He dry-swallowed Vicodin. He was
made of glass. It was early in the morning. The sun was grazing
the tops of the hills. It was chasing away the mist from the river
valley. Once, he had treasured this view. He had paid a lot of money for it.
Now, he scarcely noticed it. He could say the same about his wife, he
thought with a grim smile.
He had hoped to explore a shipwreck off the island of Bermuda
but all of that was up in the air now. He had a mountain of
paperwork to get through. He dry-swallowed Vicodin. He was
made of glass. It was early in the morning. The sun was grazing
the tops of the hills. It was chasing away the mist from the river
valley. Once, he had treasured this view. He had paid a lot of money for it.
Now, he scarcely noticed it. He could say the same about his wife, he
thought with a grim smile.
luka
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His father had had offices on The Strand.
He had been an intensely private man. He had his secrets.
He had subscribed to National Geographic and had taken
a childlike delight in the photographs of vast canyons
and the indigenous peoples of rainforests. Crows seemed
to follow him.
He hadn't wanted to intrude upon that almost devotional
or penitent silence of his father's. He respected its
boundaries and respected what it seemed to protect. It
would be too late to get to know him now. He had
inherited his father's antique globe. He set it spinning
with a finger. Bermuda flashed past, mockingly.
He had been an intensely private man. He had his secrets.
He had subscribed to National Geographic and had taken
a childlike delight in the photographs of vast canyons
and the indigenous peoples of rainforests. Crows seemed
to follow him.
He hadn't wanted to intrude upon that almost devotional
or penitent silence of his father's. He respected its
boundaries and respected what it seemed to protect. It
would be too late to get to know him now. He had
inherited his father's antique globe. He set it spinning
with a finger. Bermuda flashed past, mockingly.
luka
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jim said this one sounded like it was describing craner. i hope you all like it.
He like his jazz clean, considered and prudent.
He drank sparkling mineral water. He was an
architect, or a surgeon. He was detatched
in matters of the heart. It seemed to hook a
certain kind of woman in. He did very little to
encourage them. Tonight he would have to see
Anita at Quo Vadis. She would talk about her
work. It would drive him to distraction but no
sign would appear upon his face. He did enjoy
her dark ringlets and the gold hoop earrings
she wore to set them off. He only read glossy
magazines. It had been a year since the accident.
The suit he wore was very glib. He understood
how infuriating it was. He had been passionate
about photography once. He had taken pictures
of chilly, formal precision. They were difficult
to love. He had understood light as a solid object.
He looked back at that time with acute
embarrassment. He hung the photos on the walls.
He like his jazz clean, considered and prudent.
He drank sparkling mineral water. He was an
architect, or a surgeon. He was detatched
in matters of the heart. It seemed to hook a
certain kind of woman in. He did very little to
encourage them. Tonight he would have to see
Anita at Quo Vadis. She would talk about her
work. It would drive him to distraction but no
sign would appear upon his face. He did enjoy
her dark ringlets and the gold hoop earrings
she wore to set them off. He only read glossy
magazines. It had been a year since the accident.
The suit he wore was very glib. He understood
how infuriating it was. He had been passionate
about photography once. He had taken pictures
of chilly, formal precision. They were difficult
to love. He had understood light as a solid object.
He looked back at that time with acute
embarrassment. He hung the photos on the walls.
Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
But those are some great rhymes! I'm just helping luka achieve his full potential, is all.
IdleRich
IdleRich
There's that Oasis song that goes "she's got a sister, and on the palm of her hand is a blister" - fucking blows my mind every time. How can you write that down in all seriousness and then sing it with a straight face? Or did Noel write the words? Was like a deliberate attempt to make his brother look like a fucking moron singing that?
Like Lieber and Stoller with Jailhouse Rock, they were annoyed with Elvis so put in all the gay subtext. Though it doesn't have the sheer cruelty of making someone passionately rhyme sister and blister like that.
luka
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It was to have been his swan song. He had dispensed with the formalities.
He trembled with anticipation. His stubborness had been an asset. It had
been a day of good omens. He had been tickled pink. She had had a slow
and heavy-lidded sensuality.
She smelled of carnations. He had shivered the first time he had seen her.
He knew what it must portend.
He had been ruthlessly acquisitive. It was a lesson he had had to learn.
He had learned it the hard way. It was a token of his affection.
He had been drunk. He had played the tambourine. He said
I am a Gyspy dancer.
He said "you have ignited my passion." It sounded ridiculous
but he had meant it.
He had a frank meeting with the director. Their funding was under threat.
He trembled with anticipation. His stubborness had been an asset. It had
been a day of good omens. He had been tickled pink. She had had a slow
and heavy-lidded sensuality.
She smelled of carnations. He had shivered the first time he had seen her.
He knew what it must portend.
He had been ruthlessly acquisitive. It was a lesson he had had to learn.
He had learned it the hard way. It was a token of his affection.
He had been drunk. He had played the tambourine. He said
I am a Gyspy dancer.
He said "you have ignited my passion." It sounded ridiculous
but he had meant it.
He had a frank meeting with the director. Their funding was under threat.