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Damini
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For those of you that don't like me, you won't like this. Fair warning, I'm on a ramble.
When I first started seeing Kenny all those years ago, he'd spend an unhealthy amount of time online. At first I thought he was just looking at porn, and under further investigation it turns out I was right. However, in amongst the tits and muffs sat nestled the url for Barrysworld. Now, being the kind of girl that is a nosey shit, I came along to see what he was up to (and Kenny, yes, I did find that post about the time your ex was coming to dinner with us, and how well behaved I was! Hah...) This was my introduction to BW. Not so much a lurker, as a stalker
Well, most female forums are suffering personified. All they ever do is talk about their men leaving and wondering why (and strangely never seeming to associate it with the fact they spend their spare time writing Haikus about their vagina goddess. I could be wrong but I don't think men find that a turn on). Here was a forum without a single badly constructed poem about tears on a pillow, or without a call to arms over the gross injustice of societies opinion on female body hair. It was irreverent at times, topical, amusing and quite friendly, and I just forget to leave really. Which is probably just as well, because if I'd stayed at the female forums my leg hair would probably meet with my eyebrows, and Kenny would be the one writing poems about the satanic monster who kept quoting Greer at him.
This forum, to me, is like a fucked up version of The NeverEnding Story.
Ok, its really not, but we were there when Summo windmilled across the street like a, erm, windmill, to his car that wasn't being stolen. We were there the night of the many hats, infact Nibbler still stands testament to that with his pink delight. We were there when caLLous found his flat mate's girlfriend's pink parts flashed to a digital camera. You guys were there when I bought some fish for Kenny, and forgot the necessity of water.
[Incidently, I got given some Sea Monkeys for Xmas. The packaging makes them seem like they'll be minature dolphins, they have smiley faces and everything, and are supposed to be your best friends. I added the eggs to the water (its all pre-packaged), and waited for them to grow. Suddenly, overnight one grew! I talked to him and named him Alfred. It was the next day I realised he wasn't a sea monkey at all, but a drowned mosquito That was a bit embarrassing. Then I dyslexicked up the instructions, and instead of feeding them every two days I fed them every two weeks, and they all died.
EXCEPT, in a tale to warm you to the bottom of your hearts, two survived by eating the corpses of their friends and family. Isn't that touching? It's like Chicken Soup for the Soul. Or, more accurately, Fish Soup.]
Anyway, back on track, yeah, we were there when Wij's bowels exploded (for better or for worse). We're also there to dissect any new news, consume new links, or just banter. That to me is what makes the forums. If you've got a problem, chances are someone here will have a solution, or at least have an angle on it. If you're bored, someone will be your dancing monkey in a bowler hat.
That's what appealed to me.
That and the absence of vagina poems.
I haven't posted so much lately, and I'm not saying its a decline, the forums are shit, blah blah, but I just didn't feel so comfortable. I got a fair bit of flak for being a rambley tart (hey, it's my nature) and so I gradually ended up just posting in other peoples thread rather than starting my own, because I couldn't be done with getting :sleeping: :sleeping: :MASSIVEVAGINA: ICTUREOFSOMETHINGJEWISH:
Yeah, you can put people on ignore, but then it all gets a bit immature really. Its a discussion forum, and its like putting your fingers in your ears and going LALLALALAAL!! when someone talks, then wondering why nothing else makes any fucking sense. I tried it, and felt like I needed Al popping up alongside me with some Quantum Leap wisdoms to tell me what the hell was going on, so I gave up on ignoring people.
Anyway, thats my slant. Thats why I liked the forums, and also why I've not been so lovey with it recently. I come here to unwind and not have people going out of their way to wind me up. Path of least resistance and all
I think this idea of an inner circle for dieties which is unmoderated is daft - can you imagine, a secret handshake and left nipple exposing forum where you can slag off the jews and post porn? That would look *great*. Lack of moderation is all very good, but what you don't actively oppose you inadvertently support, setting a precedent, then other people try to piss higher up the poll. The majority of us would never even bump into the rules of a moderated forum, unless the BBC run an article on gaping minges (complete with imagery) or The Register decides that jews are evil.
Anyway, today's Rah was bought to you by Damini, and the letter Q.
When I first started seeing Kenny all those years ago, he'd spend an unhealthy amount of time online. At first I thought he was just looking at porn, and under further investigation it turns out I was right. However, in amongst the tits and muffs sat nestled the url for Barrysworld. Now, being the kind of girl that is a nosey shit, I came along to see what he was up to (and Kenny, yes, I did find that post about the time your ex was coming to dinner with us, and how well behaved I was! Hah...) This was my introduction to BW. Not so much a lurker, as a stalker
Well, most female forums are suffering personified. All they ever do is talk about their men leaving and wondering why (and strangely never seeming to associate it with the fact they spend their spare time writing Haikus about their vagina goddess. I could be wrong but I don't think men find that a turn on). Here was a forum without a single badly constructed poem about tears on a pillow, or without a call to arms over the gross injustice of societies opinion on female body hair. It was irreverent at times, topical, amusing and quite friendly, and I just forget to leave really. Which is probably just as well, because if I'd stayed at the female forums my leg hair would probably meet with my eyebrows, and Kenny would be the one writing poems about the satanic monster who kept quoting Greer at him.
This forum, to me, is like a fucked up version of The NeverEnding Story.
Ok, its really not, but we were there when Summo windmilled across the street like a, erm, windmill, to his car that wasn't being stolen. We were there the night of the many hats, infact Nibbler still stands testament to that with his pink delight. We were there when caLLous found his flat mate's girlfriend's pink parts flashed to a digital camera. You guys were there when I bought some fish for Kenny, and forgot the necessity of water.
[Incidently, I got given some Sea Monkeys for Xmas. The packaging makes them seem like they'll be minature dolphins, they have smiley faces and everything, and are supposed to be your best friends. I added the eggs to the water (its all pre-packaged), and waited for them to grow. Suddenly, overnight one grew! I talked to him and named him Alfred. It was the next day I realised he wasn't a sea monkey at all, but a drowned mosquito
That was a bit embarrassing. Then I dyslexicked up the instructions, and instead of feeding them every two days I fed them every two weeks, and they all died. EXCEPT, in a tale to warm you to the bottom of your hearts, two survived by eating the corpses of their friends and family. Isn't that touching? It's like Chicken Soup for the Soul. Or, more accurately, Fish Soup.]
Anyway, back on track, yeah, we were there when Wij's bowels exploded (for better or for worse). We're also there to dissect any new news, consume new links, or just banter. That to me is what makes the forums. If you've got a problem, chances are someone here will have a solution, or at least have an angle on it. If you're bored, someone will be your dancing monkey in a bowler hat.
That's what appealed to me.
That and the absence of vagina poems.
I haven't posted so much lately, and I'm not saying its a decline, the forums are shit, blah blah, but I just didn't feel so comfortable. I got a fair bit of flak for being a rambley tart (hey, it's my nature) and so I gradually ended up just posting in other peoples thread rather than starting my own, because I couldn't be done with getting
:sleeping: :sleeping: :MASSIVEVAGINA: ICTUREOFSOMETHINGJEWISH: Yeah, you can put people on ignore, but then it all gets a bit immature really. Its a discussion forum, and its like putting your fingers in your ears and going LALLALALAAL!! when someone talks, then wondering why nothing else makes any fucking sense. I tried it, and felt like I needed Al popping up alongside me with some Quantum Leap wisdoms to tell me what the hell was going on, so I gave up on ignoring people.
Anyway, thats my slant. Thats why I liked the forums, and also why I've not been so lovey with it recently. I come here to unwind and not have people going out of their way to wind me up. Path of least resistance and all
I think this idea of an inner circle for dieties which is unmoderated is daft - can you imagine, a secret handshake and left nipple exposing forum where you can slag off the jews and post porn? That would look *great*. Lack of moderation is all very good, but what you don't actively oppose you inadvertently support, setting a precedent, then other people try to piss higher up the poll. The majority of us would never even bump into the rules of a moderated forum, unless the BBC run an article on gaping minges (complete with imagery) or The Register decides that jews are evil.
Anyway, today's Rah was bought to you by Damini, and the letter Q.
