PhobosAnomaly

Is this still a thing?

I remember when drinks were topped off with liquid nitrogen to give off the smoky look and people were getting hospitalised with burns, but that when I had the time/money/interest/available friends to go out… so a good twenty years ago.

Yeah refereeing is hard too. Sometimes I want to yeet the controller out the window so nobody plays and solve the fairness problem that way… but then I’d have to listen to both of them bleat on about it!

You can only do your best 😊

Yeah fingers crossed!

I think there’s a point in most people’s lives though where they look up to their leading figure in life - be it father; mother; caregiver; whatever - and realise that they’re not perfect and they’re just as prone to making daft mistakes as anyone.

It was a sobering moment for me - I suppose it just makes you realise that they’re just another person trying to make the best in life and sometimes shit just goes sideways.

I mean, twenty years later I still feel like I’ve got my shit held together by thin string and willpower - adulting is hard work 😂

Honestly I’d be happy if they remember it and adopt the same approach to spending time with folk - whether it be their friends, colleagues, maybe even their own bairns in due course.

My eldest lad is growing up too fast - he’s got lots of hobbies, one of which needs a lot of fitness so I try and get out with him once a week for a half hour run - partly to introduce him to cardio training but mainly to just get some time alone with him before he realises his dad is an arsehole.

It’s great. Admittedly, he’s just “Roblox Roblox Roblox Roblox Roblox Roblox can we go to the shop Roblox Roblox” but it’s time with him to talk to me about whatever he wants and it’s time that I absolutely adore. I hope when (if) he chooses to have kids, he’ll look back and think “hey that was some decent dad time I had outside the house”.

I’m also secretly hoping that if he’s ever going through a rough time in life that he’s keeping to himself and we’re still out banging miles into the tarmac, then somewhere between “what’s your favourite Grow Your Garden pet?” and “I just got a badge in Doors for using a crucifix on door 69 while getting chased by rush”, there’ll be a little breadcrumb or hint at a drama that we can talk about and ease his mental health just a tiny bit.

Who knows. A dad can hope.

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Don’t

You’d have to zip six birds together to get Plutonia on it.

Well, technically it has a built in backdoor…

Oftentimes, it was even more wild than that. One flight may have been ten or twelve quid; and the other flight might have been three or four quid. Granted this was ten or fifteen years ago; but some of the low-cost carrier flights were insanely low.

There’s still some crazy low prices to be had if you live near a hub for a low cost carrier, like Stansted or Glasgow Prestwick.

Johnny Jam to his mates, or J-Traffz to his record label.

Yeah, it’s frustrating.

I’m not entirely sure what the rubberneckers want to see either. “Oh look, someone critically injured next to someone who is likely deceased”, because that isn’t a day ruiner at the best of times.

Odd.

An old colleague of mine worked at a different office - he got fed up of the rat run and took a job within a stone’s throw of Stansted Airport - close enough that a hotel or carpark shuttle bus covered his route.

He couldn’t be arsed with London and Essex house prices so he bought his house near Shannon (yes, in the Republic of Ireland) and commuted by plane every day. The major problem with that was if he didn’t book a flight when they were released (where it was about fifteen or twenty quid return!), or if there was a short notice job came in that changed his hours, he was royally fucked and it cost him a fortune.

I should imagine his carbon footprint was somewhere between “Chinese concrete factory” and “literally burning petrol in the back garden for a laugh”.

A friend of a friend did something similar in east London - couldn’t be holed with the London house prices so got a place in some Paris suburb and commuted by train most mornings, only staying over if there was a staff night out or a late working task planned.

…and I sometimes complain about my ten mile commute.

Good shout.

I live fairly rurally and the roads/drivers don’t really lend themselves to new riders.

I think if I lived in a big town or city though, I’d absolutely pick up a chicken chaser and rattle about short distances on one, they seem to be perfect for that sort of use case.

Plus, not that I’m a huge fan of tobacco advertising, bikes in the Rothmans livery look absolutely stunning to me.

Funnily enough, I’m planning on getting my licence at some point.

I’ve no interest in motorbikes, I would just love to learn how to ride one safely.

A few years ago, I was bitching and moaning about a jam, and my pal just said “you’re not in traffic, you are traffic”.

I know it’s nothing more than a cheeky soundbite but just reframing it like that and knowing I’m part of the problem rather than the exception has made me a lot calmer on slow moving roads.

Plus it has encouraged me to either use public transport more, or just drive to a park-and-ride a mile or three out, and run the rest - facilities permitting of course.

I became as straight as this story the last time I wiped and accidentally pushed my digit through the substandard 2-play shit ticket.

later virgins

It’s almost as if we’re weaving a whole narrative from a meme post.

Either way, I hope they had a lovely time.

It does. I’m in the UK so 90% of the lagers or beers are between 4 and 5%.

If you get on the Special Brew then going into double figures will probably ruin you the following day. That said, start hooning a couple of slabs of Carling C2 and you’ll spend most of your time sobering up pissing in the bog/up the neighbours fence/in your mate’s wardrobe in the middle of a dream.

It’s quite simple really.

Are you planning on a sensible night with a few tinnies? 4.

Are you wanting to get wankered but still make sense by lunchtime tomorrow? 14.

Are you wanting to get utterly trashed and wake up the morning after the morning after? 24.

Are you part of a suicide cult? Yeah go with 104, sure whatever.