2C-T-2 DaFtFaDeR says:
what's better? 2C-E or 2C-t-7?
d@m0 says:
er
well
i thought id give 2C-t-7 a proper go today
and i ended up in wiilkinson
buying everything fluouro they had
gel pens
fluro paper
DaFtFaDeR says:
AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA
d@m0 says:
even fluroo chopping board
:laugh_at:12
PH : The complete bad bot song A while back we got all these girls from PH singing up to post ads - also on Tribal Living. There's less now but i made me write this..
PLDT is the Phillipine Long Distance Telephone Company *they of course do broadband".
Pinay is a slang/light hearted term for a female Filipino, a lad is known as a pinoy.
There is a bit of poetic license, Phillipine airlines currently isn't allowed to fly into EU, plus Quezon and Manilla are relatively far away but it wasn't easy to try and get everything to rhyme as it is.. And I don't hang around Felixstowe nightclubs trying to pick up young Pinays, there would be easier methods for me.
You’re a bad bot...
Oh Anna, anna you’re just a bad bot
You’re from Manila – you’re not who you say you are
And I can see you from here just by the North Sea
Sending spam to us from the PLDT
You’re a bad bot...
Oh Anna, anna you’re just a bad bot
You’re from Manila – you’re not who you say you are
You keep on signing up with fake profiles
And say you’re from the USA : you’re a bad bot
You change your info each time you log on
From the desk at your call centre in Quezon
But I won’t let you take over our forum
Because you’ve been identfied as a bad bot..
Is this the way its meant to be?
You send us loads of random posts from your PC
So I cam tell your just a Pinay spammer
Am then you only get locked off as a bad bot...
[ready for take off]
(at end of instrumental, this simulated VHF airband traffic)
[Stansted this is Phillipine 828 inbound Abbot]
That was until that time two months ago
When I met you that night in Felixstowe
And you told me you wanted to stay
But you got checked out by UKBA...
They soon found out you’d overstayed your student visa
So Border Force just sent you straight back to Manila
Where you keep mining all our data till your caught
So I’ll forever think of you...As a bad bot..
You’re a bad bot...
Oh Anna, anna you’re just a bad bot
You’re from Manila – you’re not who you say you are
And I can see you from here just by the North Sea
Sending spam to us from the PLDT
CT : The strange tale of King Nosmo Originally taken from the blog of the Peoples Republic of Cigarettestan at Tribal Living, which appears to be currently inaccessible for non TL members (plus a test to debug some odd things with images. there should be a old tape recorder, a flat headed cat of SE Asia, and a map. but what I see is half a map, cut off just below Manilla and Phomn Penh). King Nosmo would say
"what in blue blazes is going on here? how are we supposed to be navigating with only half a map. surely this way, everyone will be falling into the latrine".
some of you may think it strange, that a socialist Peoples Republic has a King! Indeed it is most irregular, but our legendary monarch is globally unique
King Nosmo arrived on the shores of Cigarettestan some time between 1968 and 1974 - having run aground with a great cargo of smuggled Scotch and tobacco, in his own vessel "De drankschuit", an old barge the Dutch had sold to the British for scrap metal, but was somehow patched up and refloated. When the King arrived here he had already navigated from Orfordness to the South China Sea and was originally intending to drop anchor in Manila, but had made a misjudgement in his navigation, the attractions of the cargo of Scotch, his advancing years and stubborn refusal to wear his specs being a factor. The King considers spectacles to be a "pernicious Japanese conspiracy to stereotype us Asians as all short sighted".
His MAYDAY call was picked up on VHF by the antennas on the Central Mosque, Nelson Approach, handled by the Coastal Radio Station of the Post Office and recorded on a spool of tape.
MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY
THIS IS DRANKSCHUIT DRANKSCHUIT DRANKSCHUIT GOLF WHISKEY DELTA SIERRA (note British callsign!)
POSITION CURRENTLY UNKNOWN.
I HAVE RUN AGROUND AND REQUIRE IMMEDIATE ASSISTANCE
MAYDAY DRANKSCHUIT OVER.
MAYDAY DRANKSCHUIT DRANKSCHUIT DRANKSCHUIT
THIS IS NELSON COASTGUARD NELSON COASTGUARD NELSON COASTGUARD VICTOR NINE ALPHA ONE.
RECEIVED MAYDAY.
YOU ARE AGROUND ON THE NELSON APPROACH SANDBANKS, REPUBLIC OF CIGARETTESTAN. SENDING RESCUE UNITS TO YOUR POSITION.
PLEASE REMAIN CALM, AND DO NOT FEED THE BEARS.
VICTOR NINE ALPHA ONE OVER.
The mosque worshippers and anyone else in the street all rushed to the stricken vessels aid, where the King was found to be in good spirits (and having consumed a fair amount himself), and singing Elvis songs.
In spite of their faiths prohibition against alcohol, the worshippers considered the very fact this "drunken old uncle" had made it alive as a near miracle, some had heard he had even visited the wild areas of Bolton, in England where savages wandered around wearing no shirts, the electric light was intermittent, the natives were forced to eat coal every Thursday, and giant rats, stoats and weasels all ran loose in the streets.
So with great shouts of "Allah-u-Ahkbar" they brought him to the mosque, where he promptly fell asleep in the mosque cats basket (to the surprise of all, as cats' baskets are the same size in Cigarettestan as they are in Western nations and it is difficult for a grown adult to fit in one.
However even the cat seemed not to mind this incursion, and it was later found that the old guy seemed to attract stray cats, dogs and other creatures. As this put a stop to the nuisance from such animals (a common problem in SE Asia) he was soon enough appointed King, and a palace built for him out of old shipping containers, which also serves as the National Zoo.
To this day the King resides there, watched over by an élite detatchment the Peoples Army.
Although the Drankschuit is now safely in the Royal Naval Museum on Harry Wrag Lane (admission price only CBR 10.00)*, his Majesty recently acquired a Chinese mobility scooter and (against the advice of the transport ministry) turned up the speed to 25 km/h, so often ends up in the ditches.
So hauling him out keeps many soldiers and other young folk in gainful employment and out of trouble, and readies them for a future career in looking after the old people, should they decide to migrate to Western Nations.
He is also a relatively low cost and eco-friendly monarch in comparison to the Royal Family of England or the Yang di Pertuan-Agong of Malaysia, although with the advent of modern telecommunications his correspondence with other nations must be closely monitored by the Cigarettestan Military Intelligence Service, to stop him causing a diplomatic incident and/or getting the island nuked by North Korea. His Majesty prefers the traditional Post Office telephone with manual switchboard and magneto working, as he considers "dial telephones to be a plot of our former colonial masters to confuse us all with numbers so our offspring can be sent to Europe to be accountants".
He is rarely sober enough to answer the phone anyway. As an aside, at formal dinners smoking is permitted throughout, as Cigarettestan complies with the old British protocol where it is announced
"Gentlemen, you may smoke. The King is drunk".
* CBR = Cigarettestan Brass Razoo, the national currency
Ahmed Notshuttof
Thetford, England.
BE : Health & safety overload I got a 4 x halogen lamp fitting to put on my ceiling. All these warning signs came in the package.. :crazy: not even sure what some of them are supposed to mean
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DK : "There have been a fire" – Sometimes high tech stuff doesn’t go to plan found this on my old photos - from my work about 10 years ago, we made this new piece of kit and sent it to Danmarks Radio (the national broadcaster of Denmark). unfortunately, there was a short circuit on the high current PSU:
the circuit board
note attached to it.
apparently it filled the comms room with thick smoke, set off all the bells and there was a full scale alert, they thought there was a terrorist bomb or arson attack but it was just the British electronics industry at work...
WTF(ing)!?! :laugh_at: Fucking, Austria - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
the village have had a referendum about their name. the result was they are not changing their name what-so-ever, even though they have some troubles of people stealing the sign on the picture from time to time lol
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