Bingowings

“The exchange of bodily fluids. Do you know what that leads to?
Yeah, I do! Kids, smoking, a desire to raid the fridge…”

"No… wire… hangers.
What’s wire hangers doing in this closet when I told you: no wire hangers EVER?
I work and work 'till I’m half-dead, and I hear people saying, "She’s getting old.“
And what do I get? A daughter… who cares as much about the beautiful dresses I give her… as she cares about me.
What’s wire hangers doing in this closet? Answer me.
I buy you beautiful dresses, and you treat them like they were some dishrag.
You do. Three hundred dollar dress on a wire hanger. We’ll see how many you’ve got if they’re hidden somewhere.
We’ll see… we’ll see. Get out of that bed. All of this is coming out. Out. Out. Out. Out. Out. Out.
You’ve got any more? We’re gonna see how many wire hangers you’ve got in your closet. Wire hangers, why? Why? Christina,
get out of that bed. Get out of that bed.
You live in the most beautiful house in Brentwood and you don’t care if your clothes are stretched out from wire hangers.
And your room looks like some two-dollar-a-week furnished room in some two-bit back street town in Okalahoma.
Get up. Get up. Clean up this mess.”

"I beg to differ, sir. We started a game we never got to finish. “Play for Blood,” remember? "

saav said:

Long-time lurker popping into say you kick imperial hiney and I can almost believe I have been paying attention to the progress of this fan edit for 8 years. The anticipation is tangible and quite fun to bounce on like a trampoline.

Cheers.

https://youtu.be/olKF0wCTx3g

Warbler said:

Bingowings said:

I have no idea what this thread does. But here it is Merry Christmas.

huh?

Me too. Nice callback to Ziggy Stardust.

I have no idea what this thread does. But here it is Merry Christmas.

generalfrevious said:

My uncle died today from colon cancer.

How horrible. My sincere sympathies.

ray_afraid said:

SilverWook said:

Which was a casino/hotel in Vegas. I rest my case. 😉

Yes!
This would be a great sitcom style exposition still for Ricdiculousness of the Jedi

Another thing I hope for is having a wolfman come back to the cantina scene but with a better face. Less Halloween mask.
When I was a kid I loved that character.

“Looks like you gonna have to close it yo’self, shitty!”

“Final question for twenty million rupees, and he’s smiling. I guess you know the answer”

STAR TREK BEYOND (2016)
Best Star Trek film since 1991. ball

I personally feel that’s 15 hours well spent at this point in your life.
You need rest and you need the support of others and I’m glad that you have both.
In time things will get better.
Forgive the hockiness of this observation but the word hope and the word home have always reminded me of each other.
On my bus back from work these days (45mins or so) I’m hurtling through winding bumpy twisty roads with very little in the way of street lights. The driver tends to have his or her foot down too so it can get a bit hair raising.
I am in the dark at the mercy of forces I very little control over and yet there is the anticipation of home at the end of the journey. A place of safety.
You too are on a strange journey. You have limited control, you can’t see much of the road and your consciousness is being bombarded with input that can be alarming.
Never lose track of the anticipation of your destination. Hope is there. You will arrive safe and well. If you can’t enjoy the ride endure it. It will be alright soon.

Sometime ago the squeeze was not in work for a bit and found the sound of my Jane Fonda style home exercise regime too annoying.
So I got a gym membership.
I paid a little extra so I could take breaks now and then while visiting the folks down south and it was quite a nice arrangement.
The gym was well equipped, the cleaning staff etc were friendly and helpful.
I got this job and they don’t have a branch where I work so I thought I would suspend my account.
The lady at the reception told me to use the website to suspend it so I tried to log on but it kept telling me my password was wrong. So I tried changing it but I was caught in an endless loop trying to prove I wasn’t a robot.
I ended up being directed to multiple sites, being pushed to download an app on my phone which I haven’t got space for and finally getting some really sarcastic comments from a representative on facebook.
I just lost my temper and cancelled the debit now they want me to pay £50 and are threatening to charge me another £25 every time I refuse to pay.
How can I go from being happy with them and wanting to suspend my account to be really furious with them and being robbed via so called service charges?
I hear this is common practice for lots of debit transactions so why is it allowed to go on?
I will never pay for anything by direct debit again.

“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.”

I just read the last comic.
It was a bit disappointing and I can see why they didn’t bother continuing the art form.
Still a long innings.
Well done comic books, thanks for the memories.
Tomorrow is a fast day so I shall eat all the pies the day before yesterday.
Time travel is weird.

The thing that always felt weird for me was Han telling Chewie to lock in the auxiliary power twice.

It felt like two takes spliced together rather than Chewie being slow on the uptake.

DuracellEnergizer said:

You never departed, so you don’t count>

The Count says:

The most important thing when ill is to never lose heart.

One glorious return post Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha!

Bingowings said:

I just purchased the collector’s edition of Exorcist 3. I’m interested in seeing the reassembled cut or whatever it is. It’s not the same as watching the film as originally intended but Morgan Creek lost the original footage. btw the TV series isn’t as crap as it should be but it’s as silly as it could be.
JEDIT oh maaaaaan.

I popped the disk in. But it seems to be the wrong fricking region. I was having such a nice day too. Oh hum.

I just purchased the collector’s edition of Exorcist 3. I’m interested in seeing the reassembled cut or whatever it is. It’s not the same as watching the film as originally intended but Morgan Creek lost the original footage. btw the TV series isn’t as crap as it should be but it’s as silly as it could be.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Theodore_Greener

Jetrell Fo said:

http://originaltrilogy.com/topic/The-TVs-Frink-verses-Jetrell-Fo/id/51162/page/1

Fuck you warbler, fuck you. Where were your religious commitments when you created that thread? Maybe Methodists don’t have any, I don’t know.

I can’t believe I’m saying that but tonight was the first time I saw the linked thread. I don’t know what else to say except that I think he’s a coward and a creep for creating such a thread.

JEDIT:

I’m pretty sure Warb can do without that level if hyperbole at the moment. The thread was started before recent developments in his life. Calm down and back off.

Possessed said:

I can’t keep living with this pain.

It’s a crappy trick of biology and culture that makes us think that there is one special and very specific person out there for us. From children stories, through films and novels we see the archetype play out and biologically the bond between people genetically a good match is powerful and bears many of the hallmarks a mental illness. The truth is there are thousands of potentially successful matches for your average heterosexual person and if you were to meet and get over your nerves, in time you would feel the same connection. It just doesn’t feel like that while you are going through it.I recommend an honest and detailed internet dating profile. Patience and maybe seeing less of that friend and more of others. You are primed to start a life with that one individual. It’s not going to happen and hurts so for the sake of your friendship take that hurt away and start looking for someone else to share your life with. I wish you all the best.

In response to graveyard visits. Our loved ones are as much in their graves, urns and niches as our feet are in the sock drawer.

It’s a good place of focus. I like to talk to my dad’s stone but he isn’t in there he’s in my head all the time. I can imagine his reactions to things he would never of seen during his lifetime. I hear his humour. I can sense what he approves of and what he doesn’t.

If anything death has brought us closer but it takes time to adjust to the new kind of relationship.

It was the anniversary of his death day last week so he has been in my thoughts more than usual recently and he too had to go through Cancer. It’s not a winning idea.

" my ass! I can see MY ASS!"