RosieH

Lots of women like porn. Lots of women don't like porn. Lots of women don't give a stuff either way. Quite a few women make porn. Women aren't a homogeneous mass. We all like different things. There's nothing remotely unusual about her liking bdsm and wanting to watch it on film - take a look around the Coco de Mer website, or better still, have a read of Nancy Friday's books on women's sexual fantasies to get an idea of the diversity of women's tastes.

the-e-dealer Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Doh ! > > https://maps.google.co.uk/maps?ie=UTF-8&q=Habana+L > ibre+-+Noble+Square+-+Chicago,+IL&fb=1&gl=uk&hq=Ha > bana+Libre+-+Noble+Square+-+Chicago,+IL&hnear=Haba > na+Libre+-+Noble+Square+-+Chicago,+IL&cid=0,0,5950 > 553065645657698&ei=2XoCUa-gB6u00QXp04HoDw&ved=0CMc > BEPwSMAA you'll see in my post I said "habana libre hotel". Are you a moron?

here you go: http://lmgtfy.com/?q=stalkerish+pedantry+and+slightly+creepy+to+boot

Yes, that's right, e-dealer, the RESTAURANT in Chicago with more than 10 floors. That's where I was staying. Well done. Do you want me to teach you how to use Google again?

woodrot Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > my taxes are PAYING FOR his drink. > > broken britain MY taxes are paying for TopTree's hospitals broken britain

the clue's in the title

Trapped in a packed lift between the 6th and 7th floors of the Habana Libre hotel. The phone and alarm had been ripped off the wall, and floors 3-10 of the hotel were unoccupied, so there was no one to hear us banging and shouting. Quickly became hot as hell, with a particularly panic-stricken bloke trying every switch in the control panel, resulting in the lights going out. Condensation pouring down the walls. People trying to prise the doors apart with their fingers. Genuinely thought I was going to die, soaked in the sweat of 10 strangers, and just didn't want to be the first to faint (the humiliation seemed somehow worse than the inevitable death). After 25 minutes, a propos of nothing, the lift just started working again. Got out at the next floor, sat in the stairwell on my own and allowed myself a little cry. Then I went to the bar and got shitfaced on rum.

what a twat

Ooh, that's an idea. Thanks Quids. Getting rid then!

Good points. Yeah, Strafer, it does me fine, and to be honest, I never use my CDs anymore. But then the panic at the thought of losing a laptop and breaking my external hard drive (I've managed to do it before) makes me pause. That said, I've learned how to get things back off my ipod, so I'm sure it's all good.

Hmm, vinyl I still play. But all my CDs have been loaded onto my laptop, and therefore also ipod, so I wonder about the point of keeping them. I'm moving, and going to have to put some stuff in storage for a while, so I figure the more I can clear out in advance, the better. Just don't want to live to regret it.

I'm sure this has been covered before, but couldn't find it when searching. So, has anyone got rid of all their CDs? Did you regret it? Am I mental for considering it? I need to get rid of a lot of stuff, and CDs might make a small start.

I wonder how many people have conveniently forgotten the Tight Fit or Rednex singles they bought. I suspect a little revisionism afoot...

And anyone who calls those on a reduced income a chav is a grade-A wanker. But we all have our crosses to bear.

Yaktrax, yaktrax, yaktrax. I bloody love 'em, and I don't care who knows it. Although even Yaktrax won't help you on sheet ice, like what the side roads round here get like of a winter.

Also worth making a stink on their Facebook page and / or Twitter. I did this recently when Selfridges delivered something not to my address and I couldn't get it back. They told me to take it up with Parcelforce, Parcelforce told me the item was delivered and there was nothing more they could do. After a bit of going round the houses, I posted (well, ranted) on Facebook - their social media bod got in touch with me straight away, head of customer services rang me, another item was swiftly dispatched along with a gift voucher as compensation for my misery. It's worth it, as they don't want the bad publicity.

Disablism? Nice.

Oh, I was in Sainsbury's in Finsbury Park last night and they still had the collection box out. Could try a school - we used to cut them up and make collages.

Vinyl - Adam Ant, Prince Charming (album) CD - Elvis '68 Comeback Special Download - wow, really, is that a pivotal moment that people remember? YOU, red devil, YES YOU, are singlehandedly responsible for HMV's demise. I remember reading an interview with Alison Moyet when CDs first came out where she said she'd worked out the song order for her album, but hadn't realised that CDs didn't have b-sides. That's around about the time that red devil started to ruin music.

Sainsbury's

Oh Strafer, you're such a killjoy. Puns are never not funny. And Otta, Lidl was indeed one of the supermarkets with the dodgy horseflesh. But I remain surprised that no one's bothered about the pigness. Fundamentalists at least - come on, there's gotta be an infidel plot in here somewhere...

These are most excellent, and I am grateful to you all, though a bit miffed at the lack of "I told you so"s. The piggy bits seem to have been swept under the carpet rather. Sharif don't like it!

Anyone? No? Where are the self-righteous vegetarians? Where are the self-righteous omnis? I'd bought myself some popcorn and everything...

And JSA is taxable, so although if you don't work for a full year, you wouldn't take home enough to pay tax, if you then get a job and so meet the threshold, your JSA will count towards taxable income.

Ok, but can we spell it right (if only to prove what a big knobber he really is) - "Inglourious Basterds".