Has anyone else noticed that on the Herald's "your poos" column any word with ass in it, like pass, class or even passive gets gets the * treatment, whereas the good old arse gets a clear run?
That's beautiful that is. I love profanity filters so much I want to ** the out of them.
How much does that pay these days? Inquiring minds could be persuaded to a change of career...
I'm not a great fan of discourse analysis (although, yes, I do realize that I'm being a stereotypical engineer in saying that)
Ha, I believe we have Arts papers in common, Haywood.
Sometimes tone conveys more. My sadly deceased Granny could put so much feeling into the two words "that Miggie" that if Thatcher had been within 100 miles she would have frizzled up and dissolved into a smoking acidic puddle.
I was trying to remember back to when I was a rabid teenage lefty radical, listening to Billy Bragg in damp Wellington student flats and bitching about Thatcher. I can't remember any particular poo-phrases, but there was certainly some mindless vitriol. She shared with Clark the 'pleasure' of frequently being portrayed as grotesquely unfeminine.
For the record, teaching someone all the words to The Red Flag by making her skull every time she made a mistake is NOT the most effective teaching technique.
it really irks me when players/coaches/commentators talk about single players in the plural
That bugs me too, to the point of making me argue with the radio, which clearly can't hear me.
It's not as grating, though, as listening to interviews with players where they feel the need to say 'y'know' about every three words.
The Workers Party is a tomato - red all the way through, and proud of it. We intend to keep it that way.
Brilliant! They're red, squishy, are actually a fruit, and bring me out in a horrible rash.
How on earth did fashion crimes end up on two threads at once?
Yeah, I crossed the streams. I'd be sorry but I'm not.
It's a form of entrapment! :)
My ultimate goal is one that says 'if you can read this you're too close', in Braille.
Oh lawd. Did this thread just turn into another 'Why Robbery Thinks Russell is a Tryhard Media Emperor and Has No Clothes' argument? Because honestly? I don't think I can bear it.
Russell has no clothes? We could get him some jorts. Danielle, shall we get him some jorts?
In tee slogans, I quite like "I wish these were brains".
I like 'if you can read this, you're staring at my tits'.
I do quite like the black-singleted understatement of 'pretty fucking average'.
Me too, with particular reference to cricket. The crushing understatement is part of the culture.
Some people call us pedants but we know better.
I'm working on weaning myself off. Step one has been trying to stop wincing every time someone says 'different to'.