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It's all too familiar, isn't it.Quote:
Originally Posted by MystyrMystyry
No... Let him/her bail their own way out.Quote:
Originally Posted by MystyrMystyry
There, now is that the answer you were looking for before?
Would you be bold enough to challenge me to a duel?
Me? I'm not even bold enough to meet you in person.
Did read something into what I posted?
I'm not looking for any specific answers - I'm just posting questions and answers while trying to ignore the rumble in my tummy. This probably because sometimes someone can say something that triggers my brain to take a quick left of u-turn or backflip - love it when that happens!
You've been stranded on a desert island for years, learnt total self-reliance, but intensely lonely. Suddenly a bunch of pirates/tattoed natives with spears appear. Do you hide in your 'special spot' or risk contact?
I'm a whimp, I would hide.
Would you change religion or join a religious group for the love of your life?
I met someone I thought might be the one, and agreed to go to her church meeting. Well, when the congregation started speaking in tongues I was outta there sister, like a rocket out of a bazooka - whoooooosh!
But maybe if it was a less extreme religion...
You're really hungry. You haven't eaten in hours because you were going to a meeting/dinner of exotic peoples. You recognise absolutely nothing on the smorgasboard table or buffet - but it neither looks nor senses appetising though everyone else seems to be enjoying it.
Do you risk it, or excuse yourself to go and find a latenight supermarket or fastfood restaurant?
I'd rather go... I'm not zoned for socialising... So off to the supermarket with me.
Would you go out at 2am to a friend in need of emotional support?
Are you stalking me? How do you know what I was doing at 2am last night? Private Eye?
Would you eat tinned animal food if you learnt that it was better for than anything else you could buy? (I went through a stage of occasional kangaroo until one night it tasted like I thought PAL would taste)
Hahaha, I do believe I'm being had!Quote:
Originally Posted by MystyrMystyry
What? Isn't it good for you? I've been eating Pal for years. HahahaQuote:
Originally Posted by MystyrMystyry
Would you really eat Pal, if you were desperate?
No, I'm too clever with money (some would say tight) than to ever be that desperate, and I'm not dumb enough to be lost in a desert on a dare
But I have heard that some outback Australian aborigines buy it because at the end of the day it is pre-cooked kangaroo - traditional staple
And I've 'heard' of workers in a rubber mill heating it up on the machinery and making for a cheap lunch
It's just not my cup of fur
There's a new novel in you. You've been up all night taking notes as ideas have been storming your feverish brain. But it's no ordinary novel - it's the Great Classic you've felt you always had in you but never before manifested itself in any form so clear and and bright - plot, characters, brilliant descriptions of events and locations - everything has appeared to you in perfect synchrony and synergy. You can't fail!
But come daybreak you're back to normal, though physically untired.
Do you spend the day procrastinating with junk television, or force yourself to actually write the first page?
I haven't had writer's block for over a year... Bring it on... MystyrMystyry
I'll write whatever you have to dish out. :)
Would you help me?
Perhaps proof read it after the work's done - incuding drafting. I tried to help someone once, and to my delicate mind it was a cough cough sheer and utter unmitigated disaster!!!
Someone you know is writing a novel. You are their only friend and the only one who knows of their life's work. One day you visit and discover they have died. You gather the scattered pages together before calling the relevant authority (actually, who?) and scurry back home to devour their words. It is complete and brilliant and far beyond anything you will ever produce in a lifetime of Sundays.
You suddenly get the idea to put your own name to it. Do you?
No... Not in this life time... I wouldn't want it to happen to me. Why would I do it to someone else. Plus it wouldn't be my "speak" (if you will!) Everyone has their own toungue. It would be noticeable if I stold the poor friends work... Let alone unethical!!!!!
Ok... Here's one for you... You are stranded on an island with no food. Two of your closest companions are dying... Would you kill - just so you can eat them?
Kill them? With what? Coconuts? Why don't I just eat the coconuts? How about poisoned fish? Why don't I just eat the fish?
I hope you don't mean strangling them or stabbing them with a kitchen knife...
I could only kill them with kindness I'm afraid - but if kindness could kill I'd be the one to do it
The only time I've been genuinely nasty to anyone in still too recent memory was to a 'ticularly bad schizophrenic who'd decided to befriend me - and I couldn't get rid of it! I detest it to this day for what it did to me, even contemplated leading it to a cliff, feeding it spiders, whatever it took
Ultimately I wouldn't have, of course, but nothing has the right to drive me out of my own wits
So how did I finally throw it off the scent? Simple - it had delusions of grandeur and I smashed them to smithereens at it's feet (it left me with no other real option - I may've ruined it's day but it was destroying my happiness)
Anyway - you're on a jet over the Pacific and something happens - everyone is struck with food poisoning but you didn't trust the look of the tuna sandwiches - fortunately you brought your own delicious homemade Lasagna, but now unfortunately you have three new problems - a storm is approaching, the radio has died, and you are the only one remotely capable of flying to safety.
The pilot and co-pilot have both passed out from their ingestion and so have anyone who could lend advice. Your only experience is from (inattentively)watching movies and what does an autopilot even look like?
You notice the pressure is dropping, as is the altitude, and the seas are looking mighty rough out that tiny window, but up above lightning everywhere.
Do you take her up and hope for the best or try to land on the rocking waves - which are starting to make you feel very queasy indeed?
You are into scenario's, aren't you?
Well I would land the plane... Rocky waters or not. At least you know what you are going down too. God knows what you will go up too?
Would you ever feel into a pyrana invested water to retrieve a very valuable locket that would make you a very rich person?
You'd land? Honestly? You really were inattentive during those movies!
You're travelling 600 mph in a flimsy piece of aluminium designed for flight, not to float, not to crashland in turbulent seas of any kind - and you'd try to guide it and therefore 200 hundred innocents whose lives are entirely dependent upon you, into shark infested-
Well, you're either very brave or very courageous.
No. Listen, if we ever meet at an airport could you please make a point of telling me what flight you'll be on? Please?
Pirhana i have a trick for - they only attack the living if they're starving - so throw in a dead sloth first, and Bob's your uncle
I must sleep now. NIghty night
Night... Maybe tomorrow you can reply to your messages... Maybe.
Would you leave a date waiting in the rain, because you didn't want to go out in the wet weather?