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    Hollie Greig - child abuse cover up

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    And Duane, bearing in mind your infuriating habit of sidestepping rebuttals, as well as the recent trend for you infecting other threads with your tinfoil hat nonsense, I may or may not issue a hefty suspension should your next post in this thread fail to respond to the article Loki has linked to above. Read it carefully, and let us know why you choose to not believe it.

    That's a bit harsh. If you want to pull him up, at least do it for something that warrants it.

     

    Bullshit David, for once I welcome the heavy handed modding :p Duane has not backed anything up in this thread and it's been a joke for pages on pages now, nothing will be learnt from this so we at least can get a decent answer out of him that way.

     

    I FOOKIN LARVE LIZARDS

    Documentary Thread #2

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    Posted · Edited by Chilli_Dog

    I went to see Man on Wire in Liverpool when it was released and there was 3 people in there, by the time the mental prick started his walk and Erik Satie began playing the other two people had left and I was stood up applauding him to do it, that's how pathetically drawn in I was to that story.

     

    I even wrote a small article on it.

     

    The story centers around Philippe Petit, a extremly arrogant yet lovably eccentric frenchman. Petit is quite something to behold, one moment discussing a serious matter concerning his latest caper, the next being enchanted and whimsical about the beauty of his "art", like a sugar rushing child explaining a roller coaster they really like, while stuffing cotton candy at a break neck pace.

     

    Petit's art is of course that he is a highwire walker, and by that I don't mean of the circus variety, this man illegaly performs high wire acts in some of the most important landmarks of the world. Astonishing pictures show him lying in the middle of his cable between Notre Dame, then there is footage of him performing an illegal work across Sidney Harbour Bridge, the walk itself is so fascinating you can't help but find yourself concentrating with interest to how he does it. The walk is accompanied by "Albatross" by Fleetwood Mac, making the walk seem like an insane rejected idea for the "M&S Mental French Suicidal" clothing range.

     

    Petit and his gang of misfits big idea (or the "coup") as it's refered to is an illegal walk between the as yet fully finished towers of the World Trade Center. ONE THOUSAND FEET in the air. The doc then looks at there frequent trips to NYC featuring pictures they taken while in the towers on espionage missions, the pictures of Petit literally starring over the edge into a metropolitan abyss will make almost anyone shake there head in head shaking fear. What's far more fascinating is how this was even possible to pull off; the documentary keeps cutting occasionally to some well needed and enjoyable reconstrutions while the voiceovers carry along all the tension they felt while hiding in the world's biggest buildings ready to potentially kill there friend by helping him, it's nail biting.

     

    Incredibly (and not smoothly, I won't spoil the info for you) they DO somehow get a cable across the buildings, it's 200 feet, an incredible acheivement, but the Wire isn't there best one and almost a bit flimsy, I wouldn't want to hear that about my hair dryer cable never the less a cable I am going to walk on, but Petit isn't like me, he's an oddball, he's French and he doesn't give a shit. So at 7am that morning, Petit braved the abyss and somehow, he starts walking.

     

    The pictures of Petit walking along the wire literally walking on the sky, it's both disturbing in a mind bending way as they are absolutely beautiful, the pangs of Erik Satie play us along and the moment drags you in, you are so damn proud of this band of luncatics yet the pictures make you feel all melancholy and wondering, it's truly a beautiful site to see, especially when I got to see it via a massive cinema screen, just stunning.

     

    Petit caused such a coverage outbrust through his walk it was impossible to jail him, indeed the day he walked, Richard Nixon stepped down from power. In the grimness of it all Petit walked amongst the clouds and did something that no one else (sadly due to the buildings demise, not mentioned but nudge and winked in the film) will EVER do. Man on Wire can be bought in shops. I wouldn't advise you miss it, it's just breathtaking.

    The Coronation Street thread

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    How long before Ty-Dawg is skewering Maria? I say Easter at the very latest.

     

    You would though..

    Samia Ghadie is better looking in real life IMO:

     

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    what a fucking horrid combo of clothes, this coming from a man who never usually gives a toss what "the sort" wear :D

    What's the worst date you've ever been on?

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    mattbro1984 just reminded me of a horrific incident with my ex (were still mates but this story is fucked) after a date with a couple she knew.

     

    We were at her mates in the spare bedroom and things got a bit frisky and she was starting to jack me off but she pulled down WAYYYYY to hard accidently, I felt some substance running down my legs. BLOOD.. BLOOD.... BLOOD.. MORE BLOOD... luckily no bits of sick. I run to the toilet across her mates wooden floor (leaving a trail of cock blood) and into the toilet which was the size of a cupboard. I've been grasping and holding the end of my lad at this point and decided to let go to get some bog roll to stop the flow. I let my hand go and a massive sexxy eddy style shot of blood flies off and hits the wall, in my shock I do a full turn to the toilet, firing along at the wall as I turn. Because my missus got me so damn hard the blood flow was naturally not planning on stopping. I ended making the bathroom look like the pig scene from Carrie.

     

    It doesn't end there, I was still bleeding and was in work in about 6 hours so I needed some sleep somehow. What was my grand idea to stop this bloodflow while I slept. ELASTOPLAST, fucking genius is me. Anyway I crown my lad with about 6 or 7 plasters around the circumfrence of the old boy and somehow got some sleep while my concerned missus apologised over and over. I walked home like John Wayne being the receiver and sneaked upstairs to the toilet to remove the plasters and see the damage. Ever tried ripping plasters off your Johnny B. Goode? No.... sure, it fucking kills. I slowly pulled the epic pain away and to my horror my now flacid little fella was bleeding again. I did the only thing a then 21 year old would do. "Mum.... Mum" I shouted like a total fucking arse. I briefed my ma, she came in, looked the wounded right in the eye and suggested maybe you should go hospital, just in case. I went on the bus (speed humps are a bitch) and walked into the hospital.

     

    I had to tell the woman on reception without a fucking hint of shame or irony what I did. She didn't laugh (she must get dicks literally like this all the time). The sheet I had to give to the nurse said and I quote "Reason for Visitation: Problems with Penis". Beautiful. Anyway I go and the nurse tells me to to get changed in the surgical gown. While I'm lying there taking in the last several unfortunate hours this heffa of a nurse walks in with surgical gloves on. OH GOD, OH JESUS CHRIST, like Woodward in the Whickerman, I think to myself, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee do not get a lob on when she starts checking out the damaged goods pleaseeee don't. Luckily she didn't get the worlds most unpleasant money shot, wrapped the old war hero in athletic dressing and I got the week off because I couldn't bend down or walk. Still my boss at work is mates with my mum, and she only actually told him what I did rather than make some excuse. Work was embarassing next monday, and my ex learnt how to masturbate with a bit more care. And Norman Bates was right. A boys best friend is his fucking mother.

    What's the worst date you've ever been on?

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    Posted · Edited by Chilli_Dog

    Went on a date with an Indian girl while I was at Uni. We were friends through a housemate of mine. She apparently told her I was a bit of a player (hate using that word but I couldn't think of anything else), I'm really not a player by the way. Anyways we go on the date in Liverpool to this tequila bar called Cava, we sit upstairs we chat etc, eventually we ended up kissing in another club. Now i stressed I wasn't a player earlier but this girl wanted me to go back to hers for a bit of the old "hows dad". I tell her I don't really want too and she literally replied with "IS IT BECAUSE IM NOT WHITE", which led to stunned silence and bug eyes from me while she ranted about how she knew I wasn't that interested because she wasn't white. After about 2 minutes of ranting (she had a few by this point) I promptly told her to "Fuck Off" and strolled away, amazingly she didn't cry "rape" or something while I strutted off into the Krazyhouse, while I pulled a right fit welsh red head, she was wearing a Thin Lizzy t-shirt, bitch got rammed.

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