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topcat450 26th Sep 2003 21:45

Well done Mr Draper, I bow down before you...I don't really deserve to be listed in the same thread as you.

I think Singaporegirl and Slingapawgirl ought to both bake you a cake honoring your achievement...you can mark them out of ten and decree who is truly the queen of the kitchen.

I'm placing my bet firmly on the original singaporegirl, the imposter wouldn't even get all 5 stars in McDonalds.

slingapawgirl 26th Sep 2003 22:18

Yes, but I do get five stars for things that matter and my muffins are beyond reproach. Oh dear, there I go being repetitive and predictable again :(

Anyway, BA0732 beckons, so must rush.

redandwhite 26th Sep 2003 22:30

I went round to my girlfriend's her name is Miss Brown
She was in the bath and she couldn't come down
She said "I'll slip on something and be down in a tick"
But she slipped on the soap and came down bloody quick!

What's the SP on reaching three grand before Christmas? :confused:

G et
U sed to
Routes :E

tony draper 26th Sep 2003 23:26

Twas a English chap called Younghusband that discovered Mt Everest,huh! bloody foreigners, you would have thought they would have at least noticed something that feckin big themselves.
Bloody maps would be blank were it not for us Englishmen.

Davaar 26th Sep 2003 23:34

Who lost it in the first place? Someone has a lot to answer for.

tony draper 26th Sep 2003 23:38

Indeed, and what about our General Wolfe and the heights of Abraham, ? don't like it up em them Frenchies don't.
From the depths of the ocean "The Challenger Deeps", to the highest point,"Mt Everest ", all named after Englishmen.
We Drapers even have Craters on the Moon named after us, I think I told you lot this once before.

singaporegirl 27th Sep 2003 00:25

So why did they name the highest mountain after a double-glazing company?

I think I shall change my summer duvet for my winter duvet this weekend.

tony draper 27th Sep 2003 00:28

The UK is situated in Western Europe and is made up of islands including Great Britain and the northern one-sixth of the island of Ireland. It's between the North Atlantic Ocean and the North Sea, and northwest of France. The capital of the UK is London.

The total area of the UK is 244,820 sq km (or 0.165% of the world's land area), of which 241,590 sq km is land and 3,230 sq km is water.

The UK has only one land border with another country: on the island of Ireland, with the Republic of Ireland, which is 360 km long. The UK is, at its closest point, 35 km from France and now linked by tunnel under the English Channel.

The total length of the UK's coastline is 12,429 km. Because of a heavily indented coastline, no location is more than 125 km from tidal waters.
Maritime claims: continental shelf: as defined in continental shelf orders or in accordance with agreed upon boundaries
exclusive fishing zone: 200 nm
territorial sea: 12 nm

Cheeky bastards, the UK is not situated in Western Europe,
Europe is situated off the east coast of the UK.

flowman 27th Sep 2003 00:52

I've just opened a packet of Jaffa Cakes, couldn't eat them all by myself. Would anybody like one?

spork 27th Sep 2003 01:37

D A M N E D A l i e n s... S T I L L T R Y I N G T O g e t b a c k... D r a t... T h e y ' v e p u t m e i n t h e c a r g o a r e a. W O N D E R W H A T t h i s h a t c h isÖ

UL730 27th Sep 2003 01:48

Bit belated - cos I've been getting "audited" over the past few days - but well done Tony. A land mark on this forum that won't be beat for quite some time.


"If the other guy is getting better and youíre not getting better - faster - then youíre getting worse"

Capn Notarious 27th Sep 2003 04:37

Now I care not a jot, for the quota of shopping days to the Christmas festivitys.
But will we receive a bottle of something pleasant to drink or the personal thanks from Drapes.
Have we not made his thread the success that it is? It is the time honoured tradition, that the people in the great house hand grace and favour to those that help?

tony draper 27th Sep 2003 04:52

Drink is the curse of the working class and money is the root of all evil, ergo one shall do you all a favour and offer neither.
One does however offer thanks to all those who have made this thread possible. The offers from other websites have been flooding in and Drapes fully expects to be head hunted by another website at any moment.

Anyway heres a poem for you all, none of that sissy big girl blouse type poems about Daffodils and such for Drapes.

The truce of the bear

Yearly, with tent and rifle, our careless white men go
By the pass called Muttianee, to shoot in the vale below.
Yearly by Muttianee he follows our white men in --
Matun, the old blind beggar, bandaged from brow to chin.

Eyeless, noseless, and lipless -- toothless, broken of speech,
Seeking a dole at the doorway he mumbles his tale to each;
Over and over the story, ending as he began:
"Make ye no truce with Adam-zad -- the Bear that walks like a Man!

"There was a flint in my musket -- pricked and primed was the pan,
When I went hunting Adam-zad -- the Bear that stands like a Man.
I looked my last on the timber, I looked my last on the snow,
When I went hunting Adam-zad fifty summers ago!

"I knew his times and his seasons, as he knew mine, that fed
By night in the ripened maizefield and robbed my house of bread.
I knew his strength and cunning, as he knew mine, that crept
At dawn to the crowded goat-pens and plundered while I slept.

"Up from his stony playground-down from his well-digged lair --
Out on the naked ridges ran Adam-zad the Bear;
Groaning, grunting, and roaring, heavy with stolen meals,
Two long marches to northward, and I was at his heels!

"Two long marches to northward, at the fall of the second night,
I came on mine enemy Adam-zad all panting from his flight.
There was a charge in the musket -- pricked and primed was the pan --
My finger crooked on the trigger -- when he reared up like a man.

"Horrible, hairy, human, with paws like hands in prayer,
Making his supplication rose Adam-zad the Bear!
I looked at the swaying shoulders, at the paunch's swag and swing,
And my heart was touched with pity for the monstrous, pleading thing.

"Touched with pity and wonder, I did not fire then . . .
I have looked no more on women -- I have walked no more with men.
Nearer he tottered and nearer, with paws like hands that pray --
From brow to jaw that steel-shod paw, it ripped my face away!

"Sudden, silent, and savage, searing as flame the blow --
Faceless I fell before his feet, fifty summers ago.
I heard him grunt and chuckle -- I heard him pass to his den.
He left me blind to the darkened years and the little mercy of men.

"Now ye go down in the morning with guns of the newer style,
That load (I have felt) in the middle and range (I have heard) a mile?
Luck to the white man's rifle, that shoots so fast and true,
But-pay, and I lift my bandage and show what the Bear can do!

(Flesh like slag in the furnace, knobbed and withered and grey --
Matun, the old blind beggar, he gives good worth for his pay)
"Rouse him at noon in the bushes, follow and press him hard --
Not for his ragings and roarings flinch ye from Adam-zad.

"But (pay, and I put back the bandage) this is the time to fear,
When he stands up like a tired man, tottering near and near;
When he stands up as pleading, in wavering, man-brute guise,
When he veils the hate and cunning of his little, swinish eyes;

"When he shows as seeking quarter, with paws like hands in prayer,
That is the time of peril -- the time of the Truce of the Bear!"

Eyeless, noseless, and lipless, asking a dole at the door,
Matun, the old blind beggar, he tells it o'er and o'er;
Fumbling and feeling the rifles, warming his hands at the flame,
Hearing our careless white men talk of the morrow's game;

Over and over the story, ending as he began
"There is no truce with Adam-zad, the Bear that looks like a Man!"

Kipling of course.

timmcat 27th Sep 2003 06:09

Time for one of me sad anorak style posting updates..

tony draper 427
singaporegirl 229
topcat450 128
Ozzy 120
spork 114
RiskyRossco 79
Davaar 72
Chaffers 55
UL730 49
Rugz 41
timmcat 41
Duckbutt 30

Windle Poons 27th Sep 2003 08:35

65 years ago today, the British ocean liner Queen Elizabeth, then the largest passenger liner ever built, was launched at Clydebank in Scotland.

35 years ago today, France barred Britain's entry into the European Common Market.


tony draper 27th Sep 2003 14:52

On this day in History
Sir Barnes Wallace was born.
Damiel boone died
In 1907 we set all the New Zealanders free.

Hmmm, very strange contrail over Gateshead this morning, one of they dohnuts on a rope thingies, wonder if one of the chaps on the military forum been driving that Aurora over ones house.
One dassent go and ask of course, matter of national security prolly, one doesn't wish to embarrass them.

singaporegirl 27th Sep 2003 15:49

Is the continental shelf the place where one keeps continental quilts? I might store my summer duvet there.

tony draper 27th Sep 2003 16:15

Indeed, and can one purchase tectonic cups and saucers to go with ones tectonic plates.??
Would have thunk you would leave such domestic musings to the servants singaporegirl.

redandwhite 27th Sep 2003 17:23

Did you know that one can get an orchestra from a carthorse?:=

Duckbutt 27th Sep 2003 19:32

"Did you know that one can get an orchestra from a carthorse?"

Who did the Telegraph quick crossword yesterday then?

Watch out Mr Draper you're clearly under surveillence. Part of the positive vetting process before you are formally head hunted by other websites perhaps. Or are THEY trying to track down an escaped outsize chocolate bar?

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