Day 2023 and 2024. This thread is retiring to its weekend retreat for a couple of days for some quiet meditation and contemplation of fish puns. Rumours that it is simply going to get trollied at a barbecue later are completely without foundation and are the wild crazy sort of speculation you might find on a Takeover thread So have a good weekend, be generous with the sun cream, and here’s hoping good news is upon us soon. He’s still here. Ohforfryingoutloud..
I see the yellow toothed coffin dodger as a more malevolant presence blighting our lives. The word that shall not be uttered on CL is still my preferred prenom middle name and surname for the Belgian oxygen thief...
I see the yellow toothed coffin dodger as a more malevolant presence blighting our lives. The word that shall not be uttered on CL is still my preferred prenom middle name and surname for the Belgium oxygen thief...
Yes I see your point.....great word......but it’s almost a bit like a term of endearment, and we certainly don’t want that. so wankbuzzard, or wankgull? Or even just forget about the bird bit? Or just go with your name suggestion, I think it works.
This morning the B.O is in his shed as Mrs. B.O. brings in his coffee. “THEY’RE CALLING ME A WANKPUFFIN NOW!” He yells. “HOW AWFUL IS THAT??!!” Mrs B.O. shakes her head sadly. “ I know,” she replies, “ It’s terrible, those poor birds, how must they feel?” The B.O stares moodily at his bench. “Anyway, don’t forget you’ve got eminent Russian therapist, Dr. Fuckoff, coming to see you again this morning for your weekly session,” says Mrs B.O. “Today, you’re both going through another social story and this morning it’s - Sometimes We Just Have To Fucking Let Things Go And That’s OK - he’s just outside, he won’t be a moment.” The B.O. looks up at her then round at the door. “What’s he doing out there?” he asks. ” He’s just spray painting a few messages on the wall for you.” She replies. “ He says it really helps liven up the sessions and probe the inner you. And he seems to be enjoying himself out there. He’s brought an extra can today.” Well, let’s leave the B.O. to benefit from another session with the good doctor this morning, whilst reminding ourselves, as if we didn’t know - He’s still here. Ohforcryingoutloud.
How long will it be before the good burgers of S-T (as well as the bad & the ugly-toothed) are challenging google-translate with the latest message spray-painted, obviously by locals, on the walls of Stayen - "WÂNKPUFFIN OUT!" ???
With Dr Fuckoff in mind, there's a book 'Fuck it - the ultimate spiritual way' which I enjoy re-reading from time to time. A sort of self help book that looks at worries and provides a solution - just say fuck it. Well worth a read if you're a worrier.
It’s another Saturday morning and the B.O. is in mid session with Dr Fuckoff in his shed. “ And zo, in concluzion, ” continues Dr. Fuckoff, “ ven vee hef ze zumzink that vee no longer vont, vee simply sell it at vot is considered ze market value. And ZAT IS OK.” He looks over at the B.O. who has a serious look on his face. ” Mmm,” says the B.O vaguely. Dr. Fuckoff lets out a long sigh, takes off his glasses, and passes a hand wearily across his face. He looks at the B.O. ” Are vee counting ze rivets under ze bench again?” he says. The B.O. looks at him. There is a sound of something falling to the floor. ” No,” says the B.O, defensively. Dr. Fuckoff takes another deep breath and looks down at his glasses for a moment. ”Vee hef talked in our other sessions about ze need you hef expressed not to be thought of by others as ze vankpuffin, yes?” He says. The B.O. nods. ” Vell,” continues the good doctor, “here we hef ze problem. Unless you fully engage viv zis program, there remains the distinct possibility you vill remain ze vankpuffin. Indefinitely, yes?” The B.O. shuffles uncomfortably in his seat. ” If I do this program thing, will I still be a cockwomble?” He asks. Dr. Fuckoff lets out a small chuckle. ” Ah the nature of ze cockvomble is a much more enduring zing.” He says. “That would require my intense program - Fighting Ze Inner Nob - and in zis case, there may be no guarantee of success. And zo, let us continue...”
Well, let’s leave Dr. Fuckoff to his important work with a rather sulky B.O. counting rivets sneakily under the bench, and let’s hope there is ze breakthrough vee all crave. In ze meantime, he’s still here. Ohforcryingoutzeloud...
It’s another Saturday morning and the B.O. is in mid session with Dr Fuckoff in his shed. “ And zo, in concluzion, ” continues Dr. Fuckoff, “ ven vee hef ze zumzink that vee no longer vont, vee simply sell it at vot is considered ze market value. And ZAT IS OK.” He looks over at the B.O. who has a serious look on his face. ” Mmm,” says the B.O vaguely. Dr. Fuckoff lets out a long sigh, takes off his glasses, and passes a hand wearily across his face. He looks at the B.O. ” Are vee counting ze rivets under ze bench again?” he says. The B.O. looks at him. There is a sound of something falling to the floor. ” No,” says the B.O, defensively. Dr. Fuckoff takes another deep breath and looks down at his glasses for a moment. ”Vee hef talked in our other sessions about ze need you hef expressed not to be thought of by others as ze vankpuffin, yes?” He says. The B.O. nods. ” Vell,” continues the good doctor, “here we hef ze problem. Unless you fully engage viv zis program, there remains the distinct possibility you vill remain ze vankpuffin. Indefinitely, yes?” The B.O. shuffles uncomfortably in his seat. ” If I do this program thing, will I still be a cockwomble?” He asks. Dr. Fuckoff lets out a small chuckle. ” Ah the nature of ze cockvomble is a much more enduring zing.” He says. “That would require my intense program - Fighting Ze Inner Nob - and in zis case, there may be no guarantee of success. And zo, let us continue...”
Well, let’s leave Dr. Fuckoff to his important work with a rather sulky B.O. counting rivets sneakily under the bench, and let’s hope there is ze breakthrough vee all crave. In ze meantime, he’s still here. Ohforcryingoutzeloud...
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This thread is retiring to its weekend retreat for a couple of days for some quiet meditation and contemplation of fish puns. Rumours that it is simply going to get trollied at a barbecue later are completely without foundation and are the wild crazy sort of speculation you might find on a Takeover thread
So have a good weekend, be generous with the sun cream, and here’s hoping good news is upon us soon.
He’s still here.
Ohforfryingoutloud..
He’sstillhereohforcryingoutloud....
Come on England.
Apparently the Takeover is happening today?
Keep calm and carry on counting.
He’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutloud...
So anyway the wankpuffin is still here.
ohforcryingoutloud
I see the yellow toothed coffin dodger as a more malevolant presence blighting our lives. The word that shall not be uttered on CL is still my preferred prenom middle name and surname for the Belgian oxygen thief...
Or just go with your name suggestion, I think it works.
It seems those infernal soft terrorists have struck again. Is nowhere safe?
Anyway Dunceshatalatte is still here.
Ihforcryinoutloud
He’s still here.
Ohfridayforcryingoutloud
This morning the B.O is in his shed as Mrs. B.O. brings in his coffee.
“THEY’RE CALLING ME A WANKPUFFIN NOW!” He yells. “HOW AWFUL IS THAT??!!”
Mrs B.O. shakes her head sadly.
“ I know,” she replies, “ It’s terrible, those poor birds, how must they feel?”
The B.O stares moodily at his bench.
“Anyway, don’t forget you’ve got eminent Russian therapist, Dr. Fuckoff, coming to see you again this morning for your weekly session,” says Mrs B.O. “Today, you’re both going through another social story and this morning it’s - Sometimes We Just Have To Fucking Let Things Go And That’s OK - he’s just outside, he won’t be a moment.”
The B.O. looks up at her then round at the door.
“What’s he doing out there?” he asks.
” He’s just spray painting a few messages on the wall for you.” She replies. “ He says it really helps liven up the sessions and probe the inner you. And he seems to be enjoying himself out there. He’s brought an extra can today.”
Well, let’s leave the B.O. to benefit from another session with the good doctor this morning, whilst reminding ourselves, as if we didn’t know -
He’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutloud.
He’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutwankpuffin.
He’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutloud.
He’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutloud
He’s still here.
Ohforcrybinoutloud.
He’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutloud
It’s another Saturday morning and the B.O. is in mid session with Dr Fuckoff in his shed.
“ And zo, in concluzion, ” continues Dr. Fuckoff, “ ven vee hef ze zumzink that vee no longer vont, vee simply sell it at vot is considered ze market value. And ZAT IS OK.”
He looks over at the B.O. who has a serious look on his face.
” Mmm,” says the B.O vaguely.
Dr. Fuckoff lets out a long sigh, takes off his glasses, and passes a hand wearily across his face. He looks at the B.O.
” Are vee counting ze rivets under ze bench again?” he says.
The B.O. looks at him. There is a sound of something falling to the floor.
” No,” says the B.O, defensively.
Dr. Fuckoff takes another deep breath and looks down at his glasses for a moment.
”Vee hef talked in our other sessions about ze need you hef expressed not to be thought of by others as ze vankpuffin, yes?” He says.
The B.O. nods.
” Vell,” continues the good doctor, “here we hef ze problem. Unless you fully engage viv zis program, there remains the distinct possibility you vill remain ze vankpuffin. Indefinitely, yes?”
The B.O. shuffles uncomfortably in his seat.
” If I do this program thing, will I still be a cockwomble?” He asks.
Dr. Fuckoff lets out a small chuckle.
” Ah the nature of ze cockvomble is a much more enduring zing.” He says. “That would require my intense program - Fighting Ze Inner Nob - and in zis case, there may be no guarantee of success. And zo, let us continue...”
Well, let’s leave Dr. Fuckoff to his important work with a rather sulky B.O. counting rivets sneakily under the bench, and let’s hope there is ze breakthrough vee all crave.
In ze meantime, he’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutzeloud...
Pure genius
He’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutloud...
He’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutloud.
He’s still here.
Ohforcryingoutloud...
' Dr Fuckoff ' reminds me of Peter Sellers playing Dr Strangelove.