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My instructor was filling in on a day everyone had gone on strike. On top of that, he'd not long won half a million quid on the lottery, so I have a suspicion he passed me not because of my wholly retarded driving skills, but because he had the money to not care who drives and who doesn't.

People only ever argue about this God v Chance issue when they've got nothing better to do.

Vista installs on my mate's Macbook like a whore installing a cock into herself. She will not, however, install on my sublimely non-Machiavellian PC. This is a dick-slap in the face. EDIT: Who's Machiavelli?

My grandad once told me that the 'coloured race' was everyone from the Middle-East to as far as India. 'Coloured' also included the Native Americans and Aboriginees. The, believe it or not, 'yellow race' was used to refer to Eastern Asians, like Mongolian, Chinese and Japanese et cetera. How quaint.

To me, R Kelly's Trapped In The Closet is special just for the line 'midget, midget, midget, midget'.

This is the same guy who claimed he'd invented a machine which could make solid objects see-through. I can't remember a link but I'm sure it'll be Googlable.

Has provided so many laughs in tandem with the Jordan. Hats off to them both.

I supposedly live with five people, but I only ever see four of them. The fifth's a total msytery. Seen her maybe five times.

No no no, the Apple notebook is a much better, and cooler option.

Shoot him full of confidence why don't you.

It's fair that my organs shoud go up for shotgun, so Booker you can have it if you're genuinely in need. On the family thing, I'd talk to them about it and if they didn't like it then I'd make it so they couldn't find out. If they were okay though, it's all fine.

Thing is about organ donation, you can't know that your shit won't be wasted. I'll donate it all but I'm still skeptical.

I was gonna ask whether anyone else played ultimate. Sweet.

I'm gonna echo what Daft said.

'Cause she'd rather be male and doesn't want to go through official channels.

It's not true that there's someone for everyone, though I guess it could be pretty likely. Either way, no point thinking about it, as someone already said. If you think on it, you stress. And no one can love a stresshead. Equally, I'm not so sure anyone can love a person who's given up on love. Better to hedge your bets Ash.

Hah, my shitty club is called SugarHouse.

Lord Dimetrix, do you not tire?

I think number three is 'There's no other way' by Blur..?

Hear hear, Mokong and Bowser will have good birthdays.

Happy Birthday Mr Wodin/Odin/Odwin.

At least Germany is close to Austria, I live nowhere near the Promised Land.

Sam - Male - Hebrew - 'to hear'... ...or, just so I can be different to Mullet and Aimless... Samuel - Male - Hebrew 'asked of God'.

Much obliged there.

Aw come on Moria. I demand recognition.