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Are you a sad cunt? Examples of your sad cuntedness


Tony Moanero
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There is a podcaster on BlogTalkRadio who I love but he also does my head in.  He gets a ton of listeners but most of them are trolling him. Before christmas he started selling pics of a signed cartoon version of him for ten dollars.  The plan was via forum to do awful stuff to the pics and then email pics of it to him during show as he gets really angry about it.

 

Some people video'd wiping their arses on it, some bought it and gave it to homeless guy and recorded it to annoy him.

I bought one via paypal, he sent out the scan of it to my email before he posted it, I cancelled the PayPal, printed it and then did a wank on it and took pic of his signed cartoon with my spunk on its face.  He raged for about 10 minutes about it on his show and I was delighted with myself and people were commending me on the forum but then I realized that was a bit sad.

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If my older brother knew how to work the internet, never mind a forum, he'd probably tell you about the time he made me order a copy of sensible soccer on the Amiga for him. It was about 40 quid. I get how much his generation loved that game and all, but fuck sake, buying and playing Amiga games in 2017 is pretty tragic. I can understand digging the Amiga out of the loft now and then but Christ man. It's never going to be 1995 again.

I bought Sensi off Good Old Games and a Cheetah Bug joystick plus adapter to recreate it properly. Played one game and you are right.
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I have a copy or original of just about every iteration of Ordnance Survey for where I live (a few pricey exceptions)

 

And have walked every footpath, bridleway and permissive path on OS Explorer sheet OL11/122.

 

I have also granted permission which changed that sheet and excitedly bought the new one to see how

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The wife once woke up about 3am and realised I wasn't in bed & heard the tv still just about audible downstairs.

 

Sneaking down the stairs she had resigned herself to catching me with my kecks around my ankles throwing myself around the front room to whatever porn station I had found. I don't know whether she was pleased or saddened to find me demolishing tea and toast watching a live curling international between Canada and France on Sky Sports 4.

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I have LFC slippers.  They were bought for me by my mum for Christmas. 

 

To replace the old LFC slippers from 3 years ago that are now tatty.

 

I still love and wear both, but sometimes kick them off before answering the door.

 

I am 46.

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Me and my mate used to dub over videos in the 1990's such as Kojak, The Sweeney and Flash Gordon.

 

The entire plot of Kojak would centre on him calling Stavros a fat twat for eating 50 pizzas a day, police work would just be riding round in Buick looking for Purple Aki, phoning the Lisbon and slagging people off for wearing kipper ties and flares.

 

My mate still has them and we watched them at his a few weeks ago and pissed ourselves laughing non stop.

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One of my tutors at uni sort of took me under his wing when we hit it off talking about Pro Evo and Paul Simon. He was probably the only adult in my life that has given me any sort of guidance or encouragement. Anyway he suggested I read some Flaubert and Baudelaire and so I went to this second hand book shop and met this legit 9/10. I pretended to be a lot more intelligent and interesting than I am and we had a great 40 minutes back and forth. She decided my tutors recommendations we're OK, but she knew some stuff that was well cheeks and so I forked over about 50 quid on these books she had to order in for me. 

 

When the day came to pick them up I made sure I'd shaven a few days before so I had the best kinda stubble and picked out my best 'I'm trying really hard to look like I didn't think about this outfit at all' look (which must have took me an about an hour) I get there and we're cracking on and she gave me her facebook and number and told me I had to message her with my thoughts as soon as I'd read them. Then she says 'You should definitely meet my boyfriend too. He wants to make films like you!' Yeah great..I didn't have to sack to take the books back or the heart to even read them so they've just sat in a box for God knows how long. Not only did I betray myself but I let my tutor down too. It doesn't get much sadder than that. 

 

Christ.

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I love visiting castles, even ruins and reading up on their history. I also buy bulk DVD collections from daft Squaddies selling them dirt cheap, got shit loads of them and haven't even watched about 80% of them, just boxed up. Missus thinks I'm mad but I say it is something for us to do in later life when we are to old to fuck and the powers that be make streaming impossible. 

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I love the film Zulu and anything to do with the Zulu Wars.

 

I still cry at the end of the 300 Spartans when Richard Egan gets killed.

 

I have followed Simple Minds for over 35 years, forgot how many gigs I've been too. We went to see them at the Empire the other year really good seats and Jim Kerr was pointing towards us, the people in front looked back as did we, the people behind pointed to us and as we turned around he was pointing at us nodding and waving. I felt like a kid at Christmas.

 

I have all Clive Cusslers books but only read them on holiday because they are easy reading.

 

I love mint Poppets. But eat them as a guilty sin for some reason.

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I cry when Wilson floats away from Tom Hanks.

I sing on my bus when its empty except sometimes its not empty as a passenger can be sitting directly behind me and I cant see them. So now I get out of the seat and check before I sing.

I cannot buy a single pear or more than three. Only a pair of pears.

I also sing on the bus when I think nobody is around. Not so much now that everything is on camera - especially as everything I sing somehow gets the words changed to utterly crude alternatives.

 

Pretty sure I have caused unseen grannies behind me to have heart attacks.

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