Right now I have to concede that Rob’s loons are better than my loons.
10Oct06 — 6
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- 04.05.23 Ten-year quest through Development Hell pays off
- 04.04.23 Testing "podcasting"
- 04.03.23 Mistakes Have Been Made
- 04.02.23 Coming soon
- 11.02.19 Live comedy review: Geoff Norcott at the Southport Comedy Festival
- 08.20.19 Republic Interiors
- 12.27.18 The Wykehamist Fallacy
- 12.08.18 The Moral Degradation of The Labour Party
- 10.14.18 FILM REVIEW: Downsizing
There’s a gay trousers reference in there somewhere. Bloody well hope so, anyway.
I dunno … that Asher guy is pretty nuts …
http://www.pootergeek.com/?p=2497#comment-71435
Don’t judge a man nuts until you’ve walked a mile in his shoes while holding a bottle of shampoo. Until you’ve tried, moreover, to say “yes” to beauty and–not least because you were wearing uncomfortable shoes, your hands weren’t free and you were tired from the walk–gotten _absolutely_ nowhere.
Of course, strictly speaking, it might not be necessary to hold a shampoo bottle with both one’s hands. But equally, I can’t imagine that just one free hand would suffice to make the difference between successfully and unsuccessfully saying “yes” to beauty. Or do you know something I don’t, you naughty people?
You see?
C’mon, man. I’m not an expert on the nomenclature for different types of humor, but there’s _got_ to be a better term for the pretending-to-be-nuts type than, well, “nuts.” (Or so I tried to tell the men in the white coats when they came. Do you think they listened?)