happy fathers day. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Dia bando
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happy fathers day. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Dia bando
Thats the idea slippers,slip one to the misses.Quote:
Originally Posted by brocktonblockbustburyin' stiffs on Dad's DayQuote:
Originally Posted by Dia bando
Feeling stiff – Dia laying slabs
Groaning when bending down –ElKabong
Saying “in my day” – ghost
You do not know any songs in the chart – master
Hairy eyebrows, ears, nose and face – booze boxer
Hate noisy pubs – Mark TKO
Talking about joints and ailments – Brock
Forgetting peoples names - ?
Choosing clothes for comfort and not style – Simon Cowell
Think policemen/doctors look young – greynotsoold
Falling asleep watching TV – vendetto watching Gamboa
Needing an afternoon nap – saddo
Having no idea of what young people are on about – Gandolf
Struggle with technology – VictorCharlie
Complaining more – ElKabong Guns and Obama
Driving slowly - Andre
When you think that Street Fighter and Mortal Combat are games kids play and then you read this. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by MasterWhen the kids beat you at games you were awesome at like Street fighter and mortal combat. :(Quote:
Originally Posted by Nameless
You remember opal fruits and marathons.
you remember Wacky Wafers, Zots, Gobstoppers and Pixie Sticks
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Black Jacks, fruit salad or rhubarb and custard sweets for 1/2p. Midget Gems. Curly Worlds were massive. Coke was in glass bottles. Lemon drops, army and navy, pebbles,cherry lips, bon bons, sherbet dips, flying saucers.
I have seen coke in the classic bottles on sale at WaitroiseQuote:
Originally Posted by Greenbeanz
Just me and my heavybag, I question why I need to put myself in shape now that my life is half over. I go 6 rounds with it and unleash all kinds of combinations. But the next day my hands hurt despite using 12 ounce gloves. I do a work out in preparation for several hours on the guitar and I have sore hands. I thought gloves were to stop any pain.
Maybe you were just a weak sperm.Quote:
Originally Posted by Gandalf
I don't know why you bring out hostility in me.
try wrapping your handsQuote:
Originally Posted by Gandalf
Perhaps so, but gloves alone are not enough. I genuinely hurt my hands sometimes. Nothing broken or bad enough to stop me altering the punches, but enough to not punch in the same spot too often. I get the gloves off and for a couple of days have sore knuckles and those are my guitar playing days and it's hard to play when you are sore.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mastertry wrapping your handsQuote:
Originally Posted by Gandalf
Hurt my hip getting in to the car last week, didn't hit it on anything just "got in wrong"
cant tie your shoelaces without holding your breath
Talking with 'kids' and discovering you listen to a few of the same songs! They discovered them through the cover of a cover on a new 360 X box release and you discovered them on the floorboard of a Duster in '87 on a mixed tape held together with scotch tape....and still have it in storage :-X
Haha awesome.Quote:
Originally Posted by Spicoli
Getting old really puts the fear of god into me. Everyone around you dies, you start to fail yourself, and all the things you want to achieve are largely done with. Your body then reduces you even more and at the age of 80 and falling to pieces you know it is coming.
Those last few years seem almost unbearable. It looks like the loneliest, worst posssible process. Suffering, physically failing, growing depression and anger, and that day which is going to hit at any time.
Being old looks like the most terrifying thing. The time passes so quickly, and you just want to keep on doing what you were doing. But age creeps up and it does and then the decades show and your days are numbered.
It's a horribly sad thing to see happen to people. In my recent Hitchock book he was so old, but wanted to make that great spy movie with a serious Bond, but being so old he couldn't do it. He lost the ability to walk, and died a man willing to talk to few and only willing to drink water until life itself evaporated. It was so sad, as he had become so isolated and bitter.
Stop punching like a bitch.Quote:
Originally Posted by GandalfPerhaps so, but gloves alone are not enough. I genuinely hurt my hands sometimes. Nothing broken or bad enough to stop me altering the punches, but enough to not punch in the same spot too often. I get the gloves off and for a couple of days have sore knuckles and those are my guitar playing days and it's hard to play when you are sore.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mastertry wrapping your handsQuote:
Originally Posted by Gandalf
Dare you to post a video challenging Charlie Z to a fight.
My technique is okay, I had 4 rounds today and was fine. Still sore, but fine. My punches are straight and I am careful. I think it was because I have thin hands and wrists and they simply couldn't take the assault so early.Quote:
Originally Posted by MemphisStop punching like a bitch.Quote:
Originally Posted by GandalfPerhaps so, but gloves alone are not enough. I genuinely hurt my hands sometimes. Nothing broken or bad enough to stop me altering the punches, but enough to not punch in the same spot too often. I get the gloves off and for a couple of days have sore knuckles and those are my guitar playing days and it's hard to play when you are sore.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mastertry wrapping your handsQuote:
Originally Posted by Gandalf
Dare you to post a video challenging Charlie Z to a fight.
Perhaps you have Tommy Hearns like power and your willowy limbs arent up to the trauma?
HAHAHAHA...that is classicQuote:
Originally Posted by VendettosMaybe you were just a weak sperm.Quote:
Originally Posted by Gandalf
I don't know why you bring out hostility in me.
:confused:
Doing some more block paving,! my knees are fucked simple ;D the wife still thinks I'm
24 it wont take you 5 minutes,! she say's .:eek:
Working with blocks is hard work! What does your wife think you are made of?Quote:
Originally Posted by Dia bando
You are on your Knees,laying the block paving I have knee pads on but the old motor cycle injury sQuote:
Originally Posted by MasterWorking with blocks is hard work! What does your wife think you are made of?Quote:
Originally Posted by Dia bando
are catching up with me, it feels like the bones are grinding you no women it all takes 5 minutes.!;D
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Originally Posted by Dia bandoYou are on your Knees,laying the block paving I have knee pads on but the old motor cycle injury sQuote:
Originally Posted by MasterWorking with blocks is hard work! What does your wife think you are made of?Quote:
Originally Posted by Dia bando
are catching up with me, it feels like the bones are grinding you no women it all takes 5 minutes.!;D
full of shit we'll call him in wrexham, wales. this bloke is on his knees burying stiffs in the cool shade of welsh cemeteries monday thru friday and went in last saturfday to bury a couple of stiffs as well simultaneously. his knees are fine, he is a lying sack of shit. he shovels and lays bricks and buries stiffs all day long and watch out for this bloke as he steals softly into the shady night cemeteries in wales to suck the remaining blood out of the fresh cadavers in the moonlight.
Well what can I say,;D Brock :deadnew::lolololol:Quote:
Originally Posted by brocktonblockbustQuote:
Originally Posted by Dia bandoYou are on your Knees,laying the block paving I have knee pads on but the old motor cycle injury sQuote:
Originally Posted by MasterWorking with blocks is hard work! What does your wife think you are made of?Quote:
Originally Posted by Dia bando
are catching up with me, it feels like the bones are grinding you no women it all takes 5 minutes.!;D
full of shit we'll call him in wrexham, wales. this bloke is on his knees burying stiffs in the cool shade of welsh cemeteries monday thru friday and went in last saturfday to bury a couple of stiffs as well simultaneously. his knees are fine, he is a lying sack of shit. he shovels and lays bricks and buries stiffs all day long and watch out for this bloke as he steals softly into the shady night cemeteries in wales to suck the remaining blood out of the fresh cadavers in the moonlight.
When you start drooling in your sleep. My pillow was wet this morning.
and that shit stinks too, specially if you forgot to brush your chompers the night beforeQuote:
Originally Posted by Master
Fortunately I do but it still looks embarrassing.Quote:
Originally Posted by brocktonblockbustand that shit stinks too, specially if you forgot to brush your chompers the night beforeQuote:
Originally Posted by Master
I do feel as though my body is starting to give up on me. I had an uneven abdomen checked at hospital and the doctor thinks it is nothing to worry about, but it looks odd and surely my body is now giving up on me. I believe that I am gradually taking on all the physical qualities of John Merrick and I don't say that lightly. From face to waist, there are things that might never have been perfect but are looking weirder as I reach my mid 30's. I think I need a second opinion and an internal scan to amount for the moderate mass differential in my abdomen, if just for my own piece of mind. The doctor was simply pressing on me for any pain, but you can't test for cancers like like that. Plus I am someone that doesn't seem to see pain as others do in the physical sense.
I guess it is back to the big hospital and more checks. Now I've let a man fondle my balls, I guess I have no boundaries. That must be a sign of getting older.
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Originally Posted by Gandalf
Wait till you get a bit older and they start putting things up your jaxie. I wouldn't worry about not being symmetrical none of us are. Your mid thirties aren't really even middle aged mate. You will know when your body starts giving up on you.
No its a sign you are a raving homo.;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Gandalf
When you strategically position a dropped item with your foot before bending down to pick it up. Taking a moment prior to ponder its actual worth and or necessity to determine if its even worth the effort means you're just ancient and need surgery...and strong drugs.
Yep or just leave it there, and let the wife pick it up.;DQuote:
Originally Posted by Spicoli
I went to a second doctor and he seemed to think it was nothing too. He thinks I am approaching middle age and am thus slipping. The youthful days of abandon and year after year of 32 inch jeans is over. However, I am going to have a CT scan tomorrow. I think doctors look at you and just think 'He looks young and isn't rolling in fat...nowt wrong with him'. I have a Dorian Gray thing going on though and there has to be a lot of stuff hidden away and I just want it checked. If there is damage, I can adapt. If there isn't then, I can relax. You have to do the checks though. It looks different and feels different and I don't understand it, but I also don't understand where my fat has come from either. Why largely that side? The way I lay? The way I sit? The way I punch the bag? I don't see it. To most it would seem like nothing, but I am vain. The doctor dismissed the notion that it could be a hernia or an aneurism, but I am definitely assymetrical. It is quite obvious.Quote:
Originally Posted by GreenbeanzQuote:
Originally Posted by Gandalf
Wait till you get a bit older and they start putting things up your jaxie. I wouldn't worry about not being symmetrical none of us are. Your mid thirties aren't really even middle aged mate. You will know when your body starts giving up on you.
Tommorow I have this CT scan to go through. I signed a paper today saying there is a 1 in 100,000 to 140,000 chance that I will die tomorrow when they start injecting me, so fingers crossed on that one. I balked at that. The statistic that if everyone took the test in this city tomorrow, 5 would die is horrible. However, my mind won't rest until I have seen my body cut up like a loaf of bread in these X rays they do.
I am getting older and I am irritated by it. Today I did 8 rounds on the heavy bag, and daily I am working the rowing machine. I almost feel as though I am fighting the clock now. It's my duty to get into shape. I am not fat at all, but I have lost my svelteness and it angers me. Part of me keeps going for checks in some weird attempt to say 'I don't get fat, give me the other diagnosis'.
Though that last sentence was not honest. Of course I would be happy with a diagnosis of just gaining weight. It is something I think is easy to handle. Something genuinely serious isn't and in many regards there is nothing you can do. I hope the former and being a very vain man, I will work like a bastard to get into shape.
Well Mr Dorian Grey exercise certainly keeps you fit and young. Keep it up, and the exercise. ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Gandalf
Here's one...I had 3 24oz cans of beer in my refrigerator. I opened one, starting checking emails, watching my soap opera, and so on. I thought, 'damn, that beer went down easy' and opened another.
I watched tv, played with the dog, went to the bathroom. Thought, 'that beer went down easy as well.' So I opened another.
Then I made some lunch, ate it, went out and got the mail, and thought 'that beer went down easy as well', so I went and got another.
Now, walking around the house, I find that I have a full brand new beer, and one very nearly finished beer, and two nearly full beers.
I survived my CT scan! Mind you, I was in panic mode as I felt very uncomfortable with a needle hanging out my arm whilst I went through the Hiroshima machine. I could feel a sweat on my brow and really thought I was on the verge of passing out. I kept trying to think of things to distract my mind, but nothing profound was happening and I was thinking it would be awful to die and have my last thought being about GTA5. But alas, I didn't die as statistically was never going to happen beyond my fretting mind, and so I drove home swearing that I would get into shape. Today I rowed 2000 kilometres, did 6 rounds of boxing and did 3 minutes of stomach plank exercises. It was really hard work and the boxing in particular wasn't great. My legs just felt really heavy and maybe rowing followed by boxing is not the best thing as rowing is quite a strenuous thing
Yeah, I'm getting old now and have to get in shape. At nearly 6'3 and 83kg, I am not particularly heavy and clearly some of my weight gain has gone into my arms and shoulders, which my wife says are bigger, but I've never really carried weight in the belly area, so convinced myself that the portents were ominous. Hopefully with a clear bill of health, I can be in fighting shape in a couple of months. I wouldn't mind buying a running machine, but I seem to be banned from buying new equipment. 'Run outside' says my wife, but I don't really like going outside.