I've noticed STM&SD tends to confuse the use of 'to' and 'too'. Also he says 'should of' rather than 'should have'.
Should I be concerned? The former makes me think I'm destined for the primary rainforest in the sky.
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I've noticed STM&SD tends to confuse the use of 'to' and 'too'. Also he says 'should of' rather than 'should have'.
Should I be concerned? The former makes me think I'm destined for the primary rainforest in the sky.
Dump this guy immediately, and seek out someone you have absolutely no attraction too. Surely, he'll be a better choice. In fact, I give you my unreserved blessing too merry him.
What the fuck is an STM&SD?
Have you seen Face Off.
Also, when replying to the correspondence which contains the errors, just correct the errors and nothing more, don't answer or refer to anything outside grammaticasting. No kisses or anything.
There'll be tears and sulks but it's kinder in the long run.
I've had a similar battle with teh missus. It took a while, but I now regard her performance in this area as adequate.
If the past is any indicator you may have to take steps, FUCKING LARGE STEPS in the opposite direction. :blink:
'tis nothing. When I know it feels right, I just set my jaw and plow on with little regard to what's happening without.
Which also happens to be my modus operandi wrt secks.
You've taught me so much about cervices, tis only fair that I impart testicle wisdom.
Also, you conduct heart-to-hearts via the medium of the written word?
I sometimes get drawn into this, but I hate it on account of not being able to string three sentences together without being a sarcastic twat. I try to encourage procrastination til we both get home, in the hope that she'll see a butterfly or a kitten in the meantime and forget all about the really important emotional issue.
STM&SD doesn't make it easy either. If I do manage to get it out verbally without passing out with the strain, he'll wait until I'm done then quietly edge towards the kitchen to wash up the dishes as if I'm a particularly badly made IED.
The written word is better. I'm less awkward and sweaty with several miles of cabling between us.
Middle class people are funny. We've got you, a girl, unable to properly express emotions and a guy washing up.
Also, I'm surprised you have any time for torturing rats, what with posting pish and protracted email exchanges.
One wonders if you got a pay-raise of above the interest rate this year :smilie4:
That's the way to be. Who wants to hear unsolicited news of how great a person thinks he or she is. As you've ably demonstrated, it's much better to use it a time where the information is of a contradictory nature or specifically requested.
A person who would force the issue, especially when the news is of a mundane manner - for example a pay rise of slightly more than 0.5%, is quite frankly seeking a little too hard for the external validation of his or her peers.
You're right. I felt like the grinch when I made it.
Dave probably thought it was fantastic but bosses of call centres are notorious cunts. See the inflation rate is something like 3.5% at the moment, so even though Dave's pay 'rise' is above the interest rate, in real terms, he is most likely worse off.
My father turned his ill-gotten gains (from drug dealing) into gold in 1987. It flat-lined for over 3 decades. He held "strong", and last I saw him, he had a smugness about him. :pinch:
Had he purchased Micro$oft or Apple (the names were certainly out there as industry leaders by that time), he'd own the upper part of Idaho. As it stands, he's got about (my estimate) $80k in gold and silver. His property also dropped by about $30k since the housing implosion. FTMP, he's got about what he started with. :pinch:
I'm waiting for an appropriate time to tell him of his "investment". :angel:
Yup, false modesty is definitely the way to go :smilie4:
I'm glad you've finally seen your mate/my mate for what he is: a nasty, pathetic little man who only lets you post what he/common decency dictates is acceptable and won't let you throw shit all over whoever you want, whether you want to or not. But if you refuse to let him chuck and more bile and shit at you he'll just hate you, and I know why he wants to hate you, I know why he wants to hate you. I know why he wants to hate you. Because hate is all the world has ever seen lately.
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Star Trek M&S Dewd.....a special friend of mine :smilie4:
Take your bile and spew it at someone who cares, bile spewer.
God damn it takes some women a long fucking time to climax, but when she does, it's great.
Oi manker, isn't about time to pull the dust cover off, check the coil springs, wind it back into position, and release the banhammer?
Since when as sadomasochism been sweet :blink:
A new picture of you is beginning to form in my mind.
It was all part of chavois', spookily accurate, dream.
Remember? He thought you looked like Barry McGuigan because he'd seen you in a phoatie you'd posted of yourself refereeing a footie match.
Except it transpired that you didn't post one and it all got a bit weird.
For me, anyway :ermm:
Last night I dreamt that I was so pished that I got out of bed in a drunken stupor and urinated in the wardrobe. Afterwards I kept waking up and glancing guiltily towards it, convinced of my debasement, scrambling for a viable excuse for the missus. Imagine my relief when I finally woke up proper and it was all a dream. Or was it.
True story.
A simple test: open the wardrobe and take a wiff, if it's a urine free zone you're sweet :D
If not go to plan B and blame it on the dog.
If you don't own a dog say you were going to surprise your wife by getting her a new dog but the dirty bastard pissed in the wardrobe and you were so angry you kicked it up the arse and it ran away. :blink:
Play it safe, and call the dog over to the wardrobe before opening it. If there's a problem, IMMEDIATELY begin scolding the dog. The wife will wake up to the commotion, and can besuckeredasked to clean up the defiled clothes FAR easier than if you did it yourself.