Although the clip contains the words, "Shut that cunts mouth or I'll come over and fuck-start her head," it really isn't any more NSFW than a standard everyday post by Ramon or Hack.
I shouldn't really complain, seeing as how the standard response from the media unit after dealing with a question from a journo is "useless fuckin' cunt".
Maybe that's why they've moved us far, far away from the normal public servants.
Quick Ramon, quick. No, and it was pre Mrs L who I married back in 1987. I'm an old fart remember. Her surname escapes me, and I wouldn't put it here even if I could remember it, but her first name was Kara. One very, very demanding girl.
Ahhh, Ramon, the Pantheon of 'girls' who jostle for attention in my catholic* mind! Call it what you will: a boarding school education coupled with summers spent with an agnostic agrophopic aunt who had the local book mobile on a string...I read widely, and developed many literary underpinnings for my various 'interests'. *note small c
And here's me at work, without a lip-reader nearby.
ReplyDeleteThe good filters of the public service protect me from such NSFW content.
ReplyDeleteAnd I believe the citizens of New South Fucking Wales object to internet dweebs appropriating their state's name to label such online filth.
Although the clip contains the words, "Shut that cunts mouth or I'll come over and fuck-start her head," it really isn't any more NSFW than a standard everyday post by Ramon or Hack.
ReplyDeleteI shouldn't really complain, seeing as how the standard response from the media unit after dealing with a question from a journo is "useless fuckin' cunt".
ReplyDeleteMaybe that's why they've moved us far, far away from the normal public servants.
I used to go out with a chick who spoke like that.
ReplyDeleteI'm serious, but not for long. She got me into too many fights, and did I mention that I'm a crap fighter.
"Do you want to do the man dance"? was amusing.
And can one of you journalism majors out there tell me whether the question mark above should be inside or outside the quotation marks.
It's a slow day here too.
Inside.
ReplyDeleteMeh. Not my kind of humour, I guess.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ramon.
ReplyDeleteI used to go out with a chick who spoke like that.
ReplyDeleteHer surname wasn't Neal, was it?
Quick Ramon, quick. No, and it was pre Mrs L who I married back in 1987. I'm an old fart remember. Her surname escapes me, and I wouldn't put it here even if I could remember it, but her first name was Kara. One very, very demanding girl.
ReplyDeleteSo good I watched it twice. I had a thing for Diana Prince/WW. Resurrection!
ReplyDeleteI had a thing for Diana Prince/WW
ReplyDeleteIn a "girl-on-cartoon-girl" sort of thing, catlick?
Ahhh, Ramon, the Pantheon of 'girls' who jostle for attention in my catholic* mind! Call it what you will: a boarding school education coupled with summers spent with an agnostic agrophopic aunt who had the local book mobile on a string...I read widely, and developed many literary underpinnings for my various 'interests'.
ReplyDelete*note small c
Learned to read, but, apparently, did not learn how to spell.
ReplyDeleteAGORAPHOBIC
"Agrophobic"
ReplyDeleteMe too. That rancid little puppet gives me the heebie jeebies.
Funny Ramon, that's similar to my response on dealing with many media units (though it's internalised unless the situation is extreme).
ReplyDeleteJust to add to this thread of tasteless humour and bad language..
ReplyDeleteI give you Postman Pat, Geordie style.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=ccmRhskS7GI
That was funny.
ReplyDeleteFucking funny.
ReplyDelete