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think it's a joke

Chemical Brothers

Heard it? I've got it mate. To continue in the same vain. You must remember this one. A Guy Called Gerald - Voodoo Ray

Can't believe this is 16 years old, where'd the time go? Future Sound Of London - Papua New Guinea

When Apollo Mission Astronaut Neil Armstrong first walked on the moon, he not only gave his famous "one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind" statement but followed it by several remarks, usual comments between him, the other astronauts and Mission Control. Just before he re-entered the lander, however, he made the enigmatic remark "Good luck Mr. Gorsky." Many people at NASA thought it was a casual remark concerning some rival Soviet Cosmonaut. However, upon checking, there was no Gorsky in either the Russian or American space programs. Over the years many people questioned Armstrong as to what the "Good luck Mr. Gorsky" statement meant, but Armstrong always just smiled. On July 5, 1995 (in Tampa Bay FL) while answering questions following a speech, a reporter brought up the 26 year old question to Armstrong. This time he finally responded. Mr. Gorsky had finally died and so Neil Armstrong felt he could answer the question. When he was a kid, he was playing baseball with a friend in the backyard. His friend hit a fly ball which landed in the front of his neighbor's bedroom windows. His neighbors were Mr. & Mrs. Gorsky. As he leaned down to pick up the ball, young Armstrong heard Mrs. Gorsky shouting at Mr. Gorsky, "Oral sex! You want oral sex?! You'll get oral sex when the kid next door walks on the moon!"

Seeing as this seems to be the only way I can put these up I've had to put 'em as attachments.

That's right, they'd all been getting pissed up in local bars. Even attacking a driver in a Mercedes Benz because it was a German car. Blockheads!

Snorky has raised a few good points about the England v Scotland games and I remember the regular invasions from north of the border very well. Literally London would be awash with pissed up Scots for four days at a time but '67 and '77 in particular stand out in the memory. '67 because they'd beaten what was then the world champions and a certain Jim Baxter had the game of his life taking the piss out of Alan Ball, and playing keepy uppy and obviously you could understand their euphoria after such a result and performance. In '77 they invaded the pitch at the end and took home bits of the wembley turf as sourvenirs and smashed the goalposts. Hooliganism was at it's worse around this time and thankfully we have moved on from those times. I'd only like to see us play Scotland in competitive games and not go back to the Home Internationals. I was at the Euro '96 match at Wembley when we beat Scotland 2-1 when Gazza scored that brilliant goal. I was behind the goal when Seaman saved the penalty. The atmosphere was amazing but it was the Scots who made the most noise and their supporters were brilliant. They never stopped singing and supporting their team throughout and from what I could tell from the whole time they were in London they behaved themselves unlike in the 70s when the violence spilled out onto the streets for days. Not that the England fans were beacons of pacifism I hasten to add.

I don't care much for shops like Celestial, there are already too many of their kind around the Lane and North Cross Road selling what I regard as useless tat but I guess there must be a market for them otherwise they wouldn't survive, so good luck to them. I'd like to be impartial and not take sides here and I'd really like to here Celestial's side of the story but being the inveterate wino that I am I feel a natural inclination to offer my support for the fine and worthy premises that is Green & Blue even though I am only a more recent convert to their highly salubrious drinking establishment.

Some real American weirdness from '78. Are we not men? Devo - Jocko Homo

I've still got that album MP.

Make Lady Mucca drink rats milk. Story & Petition

Come on the Keef, let's hear it, print and be damned with the consequences.

I've been trying to do that but it won't work for me either. Grrrr!!

A classic from '77. The Ramones - Blitzkrieg Bop

I remember you mentioning that once before Sean. This is when they were very good indeed. The first two albums are classics. Roxy Music - Do the Strand

I asked my girlfriend to tell me something that would make me happy and sad at the same time. She said I've got a bigger dick than my dad. (From: Popbitch website)

One of my favourite songs from one of my favourite bands ever. The Velvet Underground - Waiting For The Man

Touched a nerve there haven't we Snorky. I forgot you won the InterToto Cup last year, you must have been over the moon about that. First bit of silverware since ooooh...let me think now...ummm...oh yes the Fairs Cup in 1969, oh! sorry didn't you win the Texaco Cup somewhere in between too? For your information I've been a long suffering Spurs supporter since the early 60s. True, we haven't won much of late and I didn't stop supporting them when they were relegated in '77. I have and will always support them through thick and thin and you're to be applauded for doing the same with Newcastle United.

err...no.

who's trophy cabinet was empty and barren

Good grief! Words fail me.

When have Newcastle ever been anything else? Apart from one season with Keegan. "I'd love it, just love it."

Tucking your shirt in your underpants is just so wrong. Think John Major (perish the thought) or Rik Mayall in Bottom and you'll see how ridiculous it looks.

This poem was sent to me from my nephew who until last year was serving in Iraq with the Royal Engineers. I just thought it is rather apt for this thread. ITS CHRISTMAS DAY ALL IS SECURE IT WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS HE LIVED ALL ALONE IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE I LOOKED ALL ABOUT A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE NO TINSEL NO PRESENTS NOT EVEN A TREE NO STOCKING BY THE MANTLE JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS WITH MEDALS AND BADGES AWARDS OF ALL KINDS A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT IT WAS DARK AND DREARY I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING SILENT ALONE CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER NOT HOW I PICTURED A LONE BRITISH SOLDIER WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ CURLED UP ON A PONCHO THE FLOOR FOR A BED I REALISED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT SOON ROUND THE WORLD THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY THEY ALL ENJOY FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE I COULDN'T HELP WONDER HOW MANY ALONE ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME THE VERY THOUGH BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE 'SANTA DON'T CRY THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM I DON'T ASK FOR MORE MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY. MY CORPS' THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP I COULDN'T CONTROL IT I CONTINUED TO WEEP I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS SO SILENT AND STILL AND WE BOTH SAT AND SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHTS CHILL I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD DARK NIGHT THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOUR SO WILLING TO FIGHT THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE WHISPERED 'CARRY ON SANTA ITS CHRISTMAS DAY ALL IS SECURE' ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT 'MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT' THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN BY A PEACE KEEPING SOLDIER STATIONED OVERSEAS THE FOLLOWING IS HIS REQUEST I THINK IT IS REASONABLE. PLEASE WOULD YOU DO ME THE KIND FAVOUR OF SENDING THIS TO AS MANY PEOPLE AS YOU CAN CHRISTMAS WILL BE COMING SOON AND SOME CREDIT IS DUE TO OUR BRITISH SERVICE MEN AND WOMEN FOR OUR BEING ABLE TO CELEBRATE THESE FESTIVITIES. LETS TRY IN THIS SMALL WAY TO PAY A TINY BIT BACK OF WHAT WE OWE!