Postcrete is the best invention since the barbeque tongs.
Soft to rock solid in next to no time at all… giggity.
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.
You’d have to zip six birds together to get Plutonia on it.
Well, technically it has a built in backdoor…
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.
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.
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.
I do quite like the self-awareness of Bubsy 3D being absolute donkey tonk. The redrawn sprites in 3D looks cool, let’s see if they learn the lessons from thirty-ish years ago.
I used to share an office with a contractor in the UK.
Their sickie policy was that you didn’t get paid at all for the first four days of sickness, but for periods of five days or longer you got paid the statutory sick pay rate for the entirety of the sick period.
It was to disincentivise the “one day wonder” sickies after a night on the piss or when you couldn’t be arsed going to work - but predictably, all it did was guarantee that people would be off for at least five days so they got something out of it.
Absolutely backwards.
Large coffees in a coffee shop are about the same price as a pint these days so you might as well.
Unless you’ve got the motor of course, then don’t be a dafty.
Maybe I’m just showing my age but I felt a bit of a gut punch when I asked for two large coffees at the till, and a tenner wasn’t enough to cover them. Fuck me.
“hey look, the news has gotten around, the head of HR and my line manager want to see my elephant impression too!”