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Post by limitdeditionlayla on Apr 12, 2006 23:54:29 GMT -5
Runner up of the limerick comp gets Laetitia Casta. I know its a subpar prize compared to the Rileydance/Maarts kazoo double-act (killer...just wow!), but its a consolation at least.
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Post by Adam on Apr 12, 2006 23:56:48 GMT -5
Well, that one isn't mine.
A customized limmerick for you? Damn, this'll take some time and thought...
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Post by dolly on Apr 13, 2006 4:14:16 GMT -5
dolly, no worries... i was not offended. (i'm not very easily offended at all, and especially not by those i already like...) anyway, to defend myself and others of my faith against the common (and often only hallf-hearted or superficial) misconception that art degrees are slacker degrees and what not, i will have to return to this board later. i have a staff meeting, you see. Nice one Sisyphus. Having read many of your posts I didn't really take you for the snippety type anyway. But seriously, this faithless wretch shall look forward to reading your artists' defence later. : ) me 2. masters for me. let's form a Masters Club. with secret passwords.Haha. That is so gay! And therefore...so RitI can see Phil in winklepickers. Red ones. Definitely the red ones. My Masters would either be forensic psych coursework or research in genetics. I'm still trying to decide what I want to be when I grow up...Forensic psych work - would that be similar to a 'profiler'? As in Frank Black in Millennium? Coooooool. That has to be the ultimate in exciting (in terms of academic) professions. You will have to be careful to avoid getting stalked by murderous psychotic crims. I hear it's rife for those guys - or it seems to be the way on TV at least.
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Post by dolly on Apr 13, 2006 4:14:40 GMT -5
Macroeconomics is sexy though. Yeah, I'm currently reading up on wage and price rigidity, and for some reason I keep getting the urge to touch myself. JLLM isn't hung like a shire horseThat one looks familiar. You haven't ever been drinking round Cov town centre have you? .....& the winner gets a free lapdance from Riley Jllm is going to be all over this one. He's very competitive when there's a strong incentive. Right - to give myself a break from Mr Keynes, I'm going to get me doon thar visiting farmers' market 'n bag me some ripe Granny Smith's, so I am. Ooh are.
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Post by phil on Apr 13, 2006 7:57:25 GMT -5
HÉ ! I don't even know what the fuck a winklepicker is ... !
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Post by dolly on Apr 13, 2006 8:01:12 GMT -5
HÉ ! I don't even know what the fuck a winklepicker is ... ! Winklepickers or Winkle Pickers are a style of boot worn from the 1950s onward by some British rock and roll fans. These boots were part of the standard clothing worn by Teddy Boys. The boot is leather, elastic-sided and has a two-inch Cuban heel. The feature which gives the boot its name is the pointed toe, reminiscent of medieval footwear. ...
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Post by Paul on Apr 13, 2006 9:02:37 GMT -5
I was signed up to do a Masters in the September just gone, but I'm pleased I didn't as it was just career progression and not something I really wanted (not that particular Masters, that is). I intend to do something in Economics a little further down the line....wow, I didn't know that. A Masters in anything finance or commerce-based would be lots o' work. Macroeconomics is sexy though. My Masters would either be forensic psych coursework or research in genetics. I'm still trying to decide what I want to be when I grow up... I can see Phil in winklepickers. Red ones. I'm still trying to decide what I want to be when I grow up...That's been my biggest problem... My undergrad is in Econ, but I don't know if I want to take it any further. Thing is, I like Economics, it's a really interesting field of study...problem is w/ just a bachelors degree all the jobs seems geared towards business finance and such; that shit bores me to tears. To be a real deal economist, you at least need a masters in it, most likely a PhD...Don't know if I want to make that kind of commitment to economics.
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Post by phil on Apr 13, 2006 10:27:05 GMT -5
HÉ ! I don't even know what the fuck a winklepicker is ... ! Winklepickers or Winkle Pickers are a style of boot worn from the 1950s onward by some British rock and roll fans. These boots were part of the standard clothing worn by Teddy Boys. The boot is leather, elastic-sided and has a two-inch Cuban heel. The feature which gives the boot its name is the pointed toe, reminiscent of medieval footwear. ...HÉGAWD ! You wouldn't caught me dead in a pair of those !!
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Post by Paul on Apr 13, 2006 10:36:08 GMT -5
I like saying winklepickers out loud
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on Apr 15, 2006 21:55:15 GMT -5
Forensic psych work - would that be similar to a 'profiler'? As in Frank Black in Millennium? Coooooool. That has to be the ultimate in exciting (in terms of academic) professions. You will have to be careful to avoid getting stalked by murderous psychotic crims. I hear it's rife for those guys - or it seems to be the way on TV at leastI really liked Millennium. Except it was so unrealistic Frank would have such a gorgeous wife. I mean, I love older men & all, but I'm not going to marry a lanky craggy-faced depressive 30 years my senior. Frank didn't appear to be rich & he wasn't particularly funny. I don't want to consider that he had a gigantic penis, but I'm afraid I might have to... Criminal profiling is something a forensic psych would do if they worked in law, yeah. If I go down that path of Masters in psych, I'd like to work within the justice system, but with adolescents. Yeah, I'm currently reading up on wage and price rigidity, and for some reason I keep getting the urge to touch myselflol You saucy wench, always teasing me with talk of fiscal policy! My undergrad is in Econ, but I don't know if I want to take it any furtherDon't economists earn shitloads of money? I guess there'd be a lot of competition at the highest level. Are you still studying?
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on Apr 16, 2006 2:19:31 GMT -5
I rewatched Mr & Mrs Smith yesterday & for some reason I went to bed later on thinking of Clive Owen, who does not at any time appear in the film (I may or may not have been quite horribly drunk before retiring to bed). At any rate, there aren't enough pics of hot men here, I'll take any excuse to post one, so ladies: Clive Owen
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Post by sisyphus on Apr 17, 2006 16:45:53 GMT -5
*wills vomit key into existence and presses it:*
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Post by limitdeditionlayla on Apr 17, 2006 23:01:46 GMT -5
Are you vomiting on Clive Owen? Thats not very nice. mmm, Highlander was so hot. HIm & his big sword.
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Post by sisyphus on Apr 17, 2006 23:13:34 GMT -5
now that is weird... i was certainly not vomiting on Clive. i think somebody deleted a post... i could have sworn i was responding to a previous post wherein the poster wished her keyboard had a vomit key... the idea tickled my fancy, and so i decided to perform a vicarious cyber-vomit for her. indeed. strange.
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Post by sisyphus on Apr 17, 2006 23:16:07 GMT -5
(i think clive is sexy, and so is this fiscal faux fucking going on in mindspace betwixt you and dolly...)
dolly, forensic psychology does sound fascinating...
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