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Anti-Semitism, Anti-Capitalism and Conspiracy Theory

No it wasn´t, it was the Gun thread. I told the story of how she chased off a mugger.
That story was somewhat eclipsed by your other anecdotes. Including the one about shagging a drug dealer's girlfriend on a plane.
 
I recall hearing about this idea in lit theory (which was a real headache of a lesson in the main). Maybe we should take the corpus as the main thing. But I've read two orwell bios, all of his essays (I think) and all of his books excepting the one about him tramping it for fun. Oh and somehow I missed homage. must rectify that




I don't like him. He's a crafter of brilliant prose and nails some points with breathtaking clarity. But. He wsn't a nice person, he was a narcissist and a poor little rich boy (not quite rich enough woe is me)

I'll still recomend him to people and still read his output that I have missed so far. Still a nob.



anyway I note that you've failed to expose the vile Nabokov recently so your grasp of the undisovered peeds in our midst is slipping

Basically, all famous writers were complete and utter disfunctional pricks in their private life.

If you believe the biographies that is. Or it might just be that anyone´s life would look pretty bad if subjected to that kind of intense scrutiny. But the only C20th author who sounds like a decent bloke is James Joyce, and that´s only if you didn´t have sex with him.

Interesting that you mention Nabokov. Can you imagine the reception that Lolita would get if it were published today? We truly have regressed in so many ways.
 
That story was somewhat eclipsed by your other anecdotes. Including the one about shagging a drug dealer's girlfriend on a plane.

Not a drug dealer, a professional assassin. Not shagged, received a handjob therefrom. Every word true.
 
So, er, what did you do in return for the handjob?

Nothing, there wasn´t room. We were in a 3-seat row, and covered only with a thin airplane blanket. The poor guy in the window seat was pretending to be asleep. It would have seemed a bit odd if I´d thrown her over the back of the seat and rogered her in full view of everyone wouldn´t it?

BTW one interesting thing is that she told me that her boyfriend (the assassin) was employed by British Petroleum in Algeria.
 
Nothing, there wasn´t room. <snip>It would have seemed a bit odd if I´d thrown her over the back of the seat and rogered her in full view of everyone wouldn´t it?
There's a lot between nothing and throwing her over the back of the seat and rogering her which you could have done. :rolleyes:
 
Was the professional assassin a Mossad agent? Strong links with BP etc

It´s a funny thing, but most people to whom I´ve told this anecdote find the bit about the assassin hard to believe. And I don´t know if it was true myself. But I see nothing implausible in the idea that BP would employ professional assassins in Algeria. Why wouldn´t they?
 
It´s a funny thing, but most people to whom I´ve told this anecdote find the bit about the assassin hard to believe. And I don´t know if it was true myself. But I see nothing implausible in the idea that BP would employ professional assassins in Algeria. Why wouldn´t they?


Because hitmen tend to keep quiet about what they do, sort of comes with the territory.
 
It´s a funny thing, but most people to whom I´ve told this anecdote find the bit about the assassin hard to believe. And I don´t know if it was true myself. But I see nothing implausible in the idea that BP would employ professional assassins in Algeria. Why wouldn´t they?

That's not really the implausible bit and if you didn't know it was true etc
 
I sort of did a Phil once on a long haul, ripped its head off in the toilet so I class myself as being in the half mile high club.

I´ve occasionally entertained the idea of propositioning a stewardess. After all it worked for Ralph Fiennes. But by the time I´ve managed to get drunk enough to actually do it, I always feel too ill.

I wonder how many other Urbanites have had unexpected sexual encounters at 3,000 feet?
 
I´ve occasionally entertained the idea of propositioning a stewardess. After all it worked for Ralph Fiennes. But by the time I´ve manged to get drunk enough to actually do it, I always feel too ill.

I wonder how many other Urbanites have had unexpected sexual encounters at 3,000 feet?
is that the altitude at which you met ralph fiennes?
 
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