Fawlty Towers' hotel in Torquay to be demolished
Manuel! What's this now?
http://www.bbc.com/news/uk-england-devon-34932882
Posted on 07/31/2015 11:49:41 AM PDT by Slings and Arrows
The time has come to take action against thread hijackers.
Let me begin with an example of thread hijacking:
Like most Freepers, I am pro-life. Abortion and and euthanasia appall me, and marketing the results even more so. I support candidates who oppose the culture of death, and cheer when it is thwarted.
I also do not find it necessary to mention these facts on EVERY. FREAKING. THREAD.
There is a certain type of Freeper, though, who has no such restraint. For these zealots, any thread that deviates from the pro-life cause, no matter how trivially, is a heresy that must be immediately suppressed.
You are shocked by cruelty to animals? I guess that means you couldn't care less about the cruelty of THE MILLIONS OF CHILDREN ABORTED EVERY YEAR!!!!!
You lost a beloved pet? Why can't you mourn THE THOUSANDS OF ABORTED BABIES WHO DIED THE SAME DAY?!!!!
Your car shredded its transmission and you're looking at thousands of dollars in repairs? Why aren't you thinking about THE BABIES WHO WILL NEVER GROW UP TO BE AUTO MECHANICS BECAUSE THEY WERE ABORTED?!!!!
(OK, maybe I made that last one up.)
Arguing with these people is pointless. It's the same principle as wrestling with a pig - you just get muddy and the pig enjoys it. Similarly, trying to convince them that they are being rude is a waste of time - THE CAUSE is far more important little things like courtesy and respect.
So, what can we do about it?
We can get drunk.
I hereby propose The Thread Hijack Drinking Game. The rules are simple: When a poster tries to hijack an unrelated thread to his or her pet cause, you 1) reply to the hijack attempt by quoting the text in question, followed by the word "DRINK!", and 2) Take a drink (or any volume) of your favorite beverage (alcoholic or non-alcoholic). Moderation is suggested on animal cruelty threads to avoid alcohol poisoning.
This game will not, I admit, solve the thread hijacking problem. But after a certain number of attempts we will no longer care.
And if anyone is offended by my little proposal, I can only say...
DRINK!
Good luck with your blood!
It’s time to get the Offspring up so we can leave for church at 8:30.
I’ve lost weight so my old coat doesn’t fit, and last year I didn’t go out. My coat in using now is nice but it’s wool and my folks think I would do better in one of those puffy coats that everyone seems to be wearing.,
Get “The Party” with Peter Sellers...That thing is a riot!
I’m off. See you in about an hour...
I’ve never liked puffy coats. I’d rather have a heavy one.
Fawlty Towers' hotel in Torquay to be demolished
Manuel! What's this now?
http://www.bbc.com/news/uk-england-devon-34932882
Was it Basil or Sybil’s fault?
Say it wasn’t Polly’s!
Sybil did say that Mr O’riley’s work wasn’t up to scratch....
The link was pilfered from another freeper months ago.
The wind has eased for now.....but a huge ridge is gathering in the Atlantic.
“Pfa, call that wind...Now when i where a lad.....” (Yorkshire haccent required)
A good ol’ Carry-on Film.
Carry on up the Khyber ,is a good laugh.
Is it time to pump the bilge for you or are you out of Desmond's main path?
There's always the Duck.
Welp, I’m back from my little escapade. I was going to stop at the store on the way home, but the lab said I had to pay the co-pay of $20, even though the letter I got said I didn’t have to pay. It wouldn’t let them process my info until I paid something.
It was all I had left, so I didn’t stop at the store.
AND: I almost hit two pedestrians two blocks apart. The were in the crosswalks, crossing with the light, but they were in dark clothing and wearing dark hats. Dang! I see now why so many of them have been killed this week...
Were you turning, or did you run the lights?
The first one was at a stop sign, and I got to it just as he got to my side of the road, crossing from left to right. The second one was crossing with the green light just as I was making a right turn. He was in the lane I was turning into, so he was almost across the street.
But they were both wearing dark clothing, and it was beginning to get light, so everything was pretty much the same shade of gray.
Still, it was scary. I’m SO glad I make full stops at stop signs!! And if I hadn’t stopped before I made the turn with the light I could have hit him. Neither one paid any attention to me, in a vehicle. THAT is the scariest part.
I think people who often walk places get very careless. I’ve been making trips up into central Charlotte recently, and pedestrians just walk right out into traffic in the middle of block, even when they’re not far from an intersection with a signal. I guess the thought just crosses their minds that they want to be on the other side of the street, and they have no more impulse control than Frank.
Bill just asked me if we have any cough suppressant. “I don’t know. If we do, it’s in the cabinet with other medicines. If not, you’re on your way to work at a store with a pharmacy.”
*blank look*
Here, the pedestrians just. don’t. look. period.
Neither person looked right or left, even though I’m sure they each heard the vehicle.
It’s scary in a way, because you wonder what else they are missing/not doing.
The street I was on with the stop sign is a two-lane street with the speed of 25. The one I was turning onto (Van Wagenen) is four-lane with left turn lanes, traffic lights and pedestrian buttons with chirping alarms and a speed of 35.
Since I drive this route several times a week, and I see the nonchalance with which people saunter (in the crosswalk or jay-walking) I’ve learned to be very careful. In the mornings, we have school students to watch out for, and again in the afternoon. In the meantime, there are old folks either shuffling along or in the power chairs.
None have flags on those things to help them be seen. When I was walking, I used a reflective vest.
“*blank look*”
Are you sure Bill isn’t blond?
He was born blond.
“Have you seen my hat?” he says, rummaging through the pile of catalogs by the toaster. That’s where he always tosses his “Boar’s Head Meat” hat when he comes in from work. “I put it away in your room, where it belongs.”
*blank look*
He likes to leave the gas tank of the car nearly empty, too, hoping that I’ll fill it for him if I decide to drive it somewhere. Yesterday I put 20 gallons in before I went to the flea market with the Spanish choir.
Wow. Logic. What a concept. A hat in a boy’s room, where the boy actually sleeps and keeps his other clothes? What will they think of next?
He sounds like he would have been fast friends with my daughter, if they had managed to arrive on Earth at the same time.
The could have commiserated about how odd it was to put things where they actually belong.
Someday he will live all alone, perhaps, and then everything will remain where he placed it until he moves it somewhere else. Of course, he won’t remember where he placed it, because he’s featherbrained.
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