Moriath
I am a FH squatter
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How is the absinth now?hmmm I don't even remember being on Freddys last night.....that's not a good sign is it....
How is the absinth now?hmmm I don't even remember being on Freddys last night.....that's not a good sign is it....
Reinstalling Medieval Total War 2 to have a bit of a retro mess about and realising just how awesomely stupid the AI is.
Portugal and Spain seemingly in a competition to see who can land the most inappropriately stupid army in Wales to besiege the castle there and start a war (again) with me. (Portugal are currently winning, with 27 knights and 140 peasants against a standing defensive force of 1200)
France trying to cover every square inch of their territory in single unit armies that then just mill about like stoned Happy Mondays fans at a festival.
The Pope can also fuck off, how about telling them to cease hostilities not me, you papal prick!
Fucking people with kids.
Organising a camping weekend for a few weeks time. It's been coming for months. Taking the Thursday-Friday off work and going for a long weekend. Kid friendly (as a few Uni friends have 'em so I can't expect them to ditch 'em and come along to have fun with the not socially-disabled). Know a great campsite, getting it booked and a mate, who's just bought a camper van, has pulled out last minute.
Reason? He doesn't want to drive 3 hours after work on a Friday because it'll disturb the "little man's" sleep. He refuses to drive it on the Saturday only to come back on the sunday as it isn't worth it (which it isn't).
TAKE A RISK ON DISTURBING YOUR FUCKING BRAT'S SLEEP FFS YOU PUSSY
You bought a camper van. If that wasn't for going away for weekends with your kid and missus then what is it for? He can sleep in his chair and even if he doesn't - so what? You put him down at 7 anyway - so it'd only be an hour different you precious fuck.
He's not a "little man" either. He's a fucking kid. The existence of which has utterly neutered you as a human being. You've passed on your seed and turned yourself into a vessel purely for his enablement. You're quickly ditching all that you used to be.
- And guess what? When your kid grows up he'll look at you and see the nothing that you are, and he'll never have known you any different. And he won't respect you for that. He'll think you're a bit pathetic. I know, I've seen it.
Parents who maintain their lives and don't put their kid before their every want go on to have productive rewarding relationships with kids who like them. It teaches kids that there's give and take and they don't get it all their own way and that other people have wants and needs too.
The other sort? They bring up brats.
I need new friends
**All the above IMO, of course![]()
Tbh if parents weren't making their delightful progeny go to bed at 7pm then they wouldn't be wide awake again at 4am....ammirite? ;-)
Tbh if parents weren't making their delightful progeny go to bed at 7pm then they wouldn't be wide awake again at 4am....ammirite? ;-)
@TdC is right. It's his whiny bitch of a missus, not him.
Case in point is the camper van. You don't buy one of them then not use it. He wants to live a lifestyle but he's gone and married a small town harpy with a small town mind.
It's a source of constant annoyance when you watch previously interesting and fun people ditch any sense of independence as soon as they shack up.
They either fade into grey depression and die bored, surrounded by chintz, or crawl back out of the woodwork in their fifties as their wives have left them for a more interesting cock that she actually can bear to sit on without resentment.
My parents used to take us with them when they met up with friends, we would sleep in the spare room or in sleeping bags in a back room... I even remember sleeping in the VW camper in friends drivewaysIt was fun and my parents social life didn't suffer either...
In a kind of 'My work here is done....' wayI stopped reading at "TdC is right" tbh![]()
My parents used to take us with them when they met up with friends, we would sleep in the spare room or in sleeping bags in a back room... I even remember sleeping in the VW camper in friends drivewaysIt was fun and my parents social life didn't suffer either...
What Yoni said. My 'rents took me everywhere as a child. If I was grouchy or sleepy or hungry I had to either man up or ask. It wasn't that they were insensitive to my wants, it was that mine were included in theirs. I remember piles of kids playing and watching others play, eventually falling asleep and getting collected later by their slightly tipsy parents. All was just fine.
nectar of the gods, love the stuff![]()
Women in the work place. We have a department with just women in, I am sick and tired of them constantly falling out over stupid fucking shit. A day doesn't go by when one of them isn't in the kitchen crying over some stupid thing, she said she said blah blah blah.
I don't like all my colleagues but just get on with it, its work ffs...you generally can't choose who you work with so why bother getting upset about it?!