Outsiders and Shit Sherlocks05 Jan 2010 03:55 pm
By Alex
Thanks to Lachlan. Off the Daily Mail. Who’d have guessed Iris from Northampton would have seen things from this perspective?
I support completely all the people who feel like me. Well done.
Iris, Northampton, UK
I’ve asked Nelson to make a new category for the tireless, pointless little-white-box-addict that’s always on hand to say what everybody is thinking.
33 Responses to “No Arguments There”
I support anything that I agree with. Wow that’s like saying I’m a massive cunt with no opinion.
I agree with the next comment.
Why thank you Iris.
Well, fuck you then Iris.
Regarding that geezer that got shot in China, I remember reading an editorial piece in the Mail (I was captive in the snow at my girlfriend’s parents’ place… honest). I’ve just dug it up here.
Leo comes up with some really hard-hitting lines, for example:
ZING! Take that drug-dependent folk everywhere!
He then mentions that the guy was ‘suffering from mental illness at the time of his visit to China’…
Yes, yes! “Suggest”, “telling”, I hear you Leo, loud and clear – you’ve proven he was a wicked druggles-smuggler, and morally corrupt to boot!
I can’t really carry on, it’s just too easy and I’m supposed to be working, but I’ve been sat on this since just after Christmas…
From the comments to the Mail article (which is all halcyon days of the 50s when we could kill mentally ill people without the PC BRIGADE getting all up in arms, PS Akhmal Shaikh was a darky, so not really British):
Why do I find it hard to believe that this poster’s name is really Natalie, and that she does indeed live in Leeds, England?
I work all day with Chinese and other assorted Far East suppliers, and I barely flinched reading that, I’m so used to their syntax writing in English.
The name’s another issue though. Our suppliers all like to take Western names to make dealing with us a little easier (perfectly logical), however, they tend to choose fairly odd names. I’ve just sent an email to Demi Wang; I shit you not gentlemen.
From the “What Buildings Inspire You ?” thread:
For the above, read, “I can’t afford to go there”.
Aside from the obvious, there’s no mention of the BNP.
Shackleton you bastard, I’m so bored I just read that article. And some of the comments. I liked this one:
Could it be, dear Polly, that people like Leo are, without exception, cunts?
How musical. Is there, I wonder, a half-sized Semi Demi Wang?
I see your Demi Wang and raise you Fanny Wang: http://www.mayerbrown.com/lawyers/profile.asp?hubbardid=W093502224
I’m gonna call you, go all in and lay Zombi Ho on the table. I promise you this is not someone I just googled; I deal with her on a regular basis.
Supply and demand, I guess.
http://www.americanangst.com/chewsf.pdf
OK – I don’t know her.
Nobody does.
But I have met an Indian billionaire called Anurag Dikshit.
At school we had Ocean, Forest, Edwin and Francis Cheung. Oh, and an Enoch!
I’m turning into a HYSer. Finding humour in the funny ways of other cultures.
At Uni a mate of mine invented a flat mate called Wang Dong. We would fuck the flat up and steal food, then blame it on poor old Wang. His daft flat mates still believe that Wang Dong really exists.
Looking back at it, that seems a bit racist. But as my particular shade of skin is superior to all others, I don’t care.
Fanny Wang has had a few interesting articles written about her:
http://www.mayerbrown.com/lawyers/profile.asp?hubbardid=W093502224
click on the awards and honours link
I was at uni with a Chinese qbloke who called himself Ivan Ho.
And since we’ve degenerated into ‘foreigners and their funny names’, how about the ANC’s legendary Tokyo Sexwale?
Oh, bawbag, bless you.
The article of note:
“Fanny Wang will ‘work 24 hours a day to get things done’ for her clients.” – Chambers Asia (2008)
Probably bends over backwards and everything.
Speaking of which, one of the people who does the live text cricket commentary on the Beeb goes by the unfortunate monicker of Ben Dirs.
See every b3ta newsletter of the past three years.
Thanks mate, but when we bury turds when we’re out tramping, we generally don’t want them served back up to us two days later.
During a particularly soulless stint as a temp, I once sent a letter to a Mr Silke Kuntz…
Sorry, but:
…. Johnson Stokes
… crap, I haven’t got my glasses on* and thought I could see an “r” in “Stokes”
*they’re in my other coat.
I wonder why Natalie is posting a mere 4 minutes into the new year…
Does anyone know what she feels like? If she feels o.k. I wouldn’t mind supporting someone who feels like her.
I know a Fannie, and I’ve a (Korean I think) acquaintance called Winky. My thinking is: there is no possible combination of sounds that doesn’t mean genitals in some language. Somewhere in the jungles of South America, there’s probably a guy asking his missus if he might slip his winston into her churchill.