Can we have a Wanker's Corner?

[onebatmother]

Hello.

It's been noted in the past that there are some pretentious wankers amongst us who like to discuss some general subjects (eg.Porn, Religion) in a fairly, erm.. academic manner, and that this sometimes seems to intimidate and/or infuriate other posters.

There doesn't seem to be an easy solution to this problem: there's no doubt that people really do feel intimidated and that it might prevent them from posting on a subject that concerns them. It also must feel hijack-y at times.

At the same time, it's hard for the Wanker's to be told that they mustn't post anything that might intimidate.

Would it be possible to have a special place, with very hard chairs to keep us awake, that we may call our own?

That depends.. on what an Alan is, exactly?

Harmless mop-topped foil to Stephen Fry.

boom boom Swedes!

Not yet, but my crescendo approaches.

Makes you MN's own StephenFry, whi=ch isn't altogether a bad thing to be on the whole.

Now I hadn't thought about turning the MNWT into a TV show. But it's thought.

Snort! It is true I have rather run to fat, and pomposity is my forte, I'm sure you'll agree.

Actually I rather love Stephen Fry. And Hugh Laurie come to think of it.

TheHedgeWitch - I think the plural of Alan isn't Alans it's Alani. In fact I'm sure of it.

I'm going to have a glass of wine.

Excellent idea.

is there a wankerish hazing?

Good lord no iwish! I hope not, anyway. If there were it would definitely involve intertextual harrassment.

Swedes, a truly wankerish knowledge of the 8th century. This evening's star of the corner, I submit.

"I love the fact that I'm curvy; it makes the beard a lovely surprise"

I just laughed so much that my arse gave a round of applause!

TMI?

...nah, I still haven't shared nearly as much as Swedes.

. Have been lurking for what seems like most of life and am in awe of the extent of wankerdom you have attained. I can only dream of such heights.

But seriously, who is the unhappier Cook? I do need to know. I've also spent far too long trying to find parallels between Il Postino and Postman Pat and concluded that there are none. Is that significant in any way?

Habbibu - Your Velvet Trencher - is it Boden Winter 08/09?

Winter 1008/09? Yes. Made to last, that stuff.

Hassled - Welcome.

I'm sitting here in Joan Hunter Dunn Avenue, Harpenden, sipping my Villa Maria Sauvignon,enjoying feeling the sort of confusion that only an uber wanker can feel.

DO you think Joan from Butterflies in Chingford is fact or fiction? I fear she may be fact. Onebat goes urban and edgy thanks to Joan at Butterflies, Chingford

yes welcome hassled, iwish and belatedly hedgewitch.

I've got to clean whole house for potential viewings by arseholes who wouldn't know a beautifully-presented character period-style property, retaining many original features, and nestling in the heart of East London's most desirable village if it jizzed on their face.

So I have to close the laptop now - but before I go, I'd like to suggest that, of Big Cook, and Little Cook, the unhappier man must be the former.

If Little Cook exists, it is surely only as the embodiment of BC's fantasy of extreme diminution - a fantasy which expressed to its fullest degree would comprise a shrinking away to nothing. It is BC, in fact, who wishes he could disappear - the only response to the symbolic and catastrophic emasculation denoted by the Blue Kerchief of which his fragmenting sanity can conceive.

Jesus Swedes, do I actually know you?