Last one to post wins the internets

[Alien5]

fuck sake

[mjmacky]

Did I misread that you were an accountant manker? That would be a terrible idea unless you want to aid the banks in relieving our traveler of the burdensome weight of his papers.

Bank of America (U.S.) exchange rate December 24th, 2011
Bank sells £ 1.00 @ $ 1.6374 --- buys £ 1.00 @ $ 1.4809
Bank sells € 1.00 @ $ 1.3729 --- buys € 1.00 @ $ 1.2355

Post Office (U.K.) exchange rate December 24th, 2011
Post office buys £ 1.00 @ $ 1.528 --- Sell £ 1.00 @ $ 1.74
Post office buys £ 1.00 @ € 1.17 --- Sell £ 1.00 @ € 1.34

So if you convert $ 1000 in U.S. to Euros, you'll have € 728.39. Exchanging those Euros at a post office in England will yield £ 543.57
If you convert $ 1000 in U.S. to Pounds, you'll have £ 610.72. Or if you exchanged $ 1000 in England, it'll yield £ 574.71

Either way the worst deal is always to convert currency twice over converting it once. Money is always lost during personal conversions, and that loss gets compounded. The best bet would be to convert U.S. dollars to currency you need abroad while still in the U.S. Naturally there are some market variations depending on where you perform your exchanges, but they don't fluctuate so much as to make the original proposal worthwhile.

Sometimes, you weight your tackle for a roach but you end up with a carp.

On times such as these, you often have to manage what you've laid out with extreme care and maneuver the quarry with utmost dexterity to the desired location lest your flimsy rig rents asunder.
There is the rare occasion, however, that one of these leviathans of the deep leap right into the keep-net.

Would you mind rewriting that using an analogy that doesn't involve fishing. At least, I think it was fishing, it seemed to be using too much angler and/or naval jargon.

If I were to have my choice, perhaps use the "going postal in the office" scenario.

[Mr. Mulder]

Oh hai, THE INTERNET!

fucking well bored!! there's no work to do.

[manker]

Sometimes, you weight your tackle for a roach but you end up with a carp.

On times such as these, you often have to manage what you've laid out with extreme care and maneuver the quarry with utmost dexterity to the desired location lest your flimsy rig rents asunder.
There is the rare occasion, however, that one of these leviathans of the deep leap right into the keep-net.

Would you mind rewriting that using an analogy that doesn't involve fishing. At least, I think it was fishing, it seemed to be using too much angler and/or naval jargon.

If I were to have my choice, perhaps use the "going postal in the office" scenario.

That fishing analogy was perfect.
Heathen


Quick overview:
I was aiming for an addled Austinite but ended up with a completely confounded chemist.

Also, I had to google the gentilic for that. Who knew.
I prefer Austinian.

[manker]

Oh hai, THE INTERNET!

fucking well bored!! there's no work to do.

you're the internet, you big silly.

Tell us about the other night with your roasting 3 men and a little lady bedtime shenanigans or do something else ftw.

[marklefe]

first post and I win

[Mr. Mulder]

Oh hai, THE INTERNET!

fucking well bored!! there's no work to do.

you're the internet, you big silly.

Tell us about the other night with your roasting 3 men and a little lady bedtime shenanigans or do something else ftw.

there's a lot of typing and grammar needed for the full story but basically we had some people round our flat, drank and did coke. then i left them all to meet up with some woman, we then did coke in most of the bar bathrooms in town and ended up meeting up with these teenagers. they said come back to theirs for booze, drugs and secks. so we went back with them. they treated us to some mdma then hours later it was thyme for sleep so i got into a spare bed with said woman and we were completely fucked and then some dude slipped right in too but i didn’t question it because it all seemed perfectly natural at the thyme? no secks actions happened. there was some light petting but then i woke up three hours later, slipped out of the flat and made my way home

[NotLettingItGo]

Fuck sake Mouldy... you shouldn't be telling stuff like that to the mentalists around here... they'll not understand that it wasn't your fault the woman had to invite some other dude to come and shag her cause you weren't up to it.

[manker]

you're the internet, you big silly.

Tell us about the other night with your roasting 3 men and a little lady bedtime shenanigans or do something else ftw.

there's a lot of typing and grammar needed for the full story but basically we had some people round our flat, drank and did coke. then i left them all to meet up with some woman, we then did coke in most of the bar bathrooms in town and ended up meeting up with these teenagers. they said come back to theirs for booze, drugs and secks. so we went back with them. they treated us to some mdma then hours later it was thyme for sleep so i got into a spare bed with said woman and we were completely fucked and then some dude slipped right in too but i didn’t question it because it all seemed perfectly natural at the thyme? no secks actions happened. there was some light petting but then i woke up three hours later, slipped out of the flat and made my way home

Subtle retreat after light petting
You rogue

I think it does that because when I took ecstasy in the before time, it made me all hand holdy and over-friendly. Me and my mate decided we'd go and lie down on a mountainside and look at the sky all night while taking acid and looking at shooting stars. We didn't because we just went home instead - but still, it seemed gheyer than two pink dogs when we were on about it the next day

[fuckapo]

The Sound of Silence---Simon & Garfunkel

watching watchmen ..nice