Poster's Block

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[domtyler]

There is a position going on the opposition to the green/lefty/hippy/weirdy board, would you care to apply?

 

[sheddy]

Just breathe deeply - and walk away

 

[Dayvo]

I can't think of anything interesting, witty or funny to post.

Who can? But it doesn't stop us you lot posting!

 

[NickM]

There is a position going on the opposition to the green/lefty/hippy/weirdy board, would you care to apply?

Feeling the pressure? Come over to the Enlightened Side!

The Right Bank of this river of dross...

 

[marinyork]

Does the BBC get your blood boiling? If so there might be an apprenticeship going... (more like a sith apprecenticeship mind...)

 

[beanzontoast]

Sometimes, upon deep and prolonged reflection, having attempted in the recesses of my mind to formulate a phrase, a sentence - nay, even a paragraph - that may hopefully impart some lasting meaning on the reader, that might resonate deep within them and elicit that magical empathy, the silent nod, the spark of kindred recognition that would make worthwhile the difference between posting and refraining from posting... the tumbling coin of fate comes to rest nevertheless on the time-weathered face that bears the legend 'Keep thy thoughts to thyself'.
















..or as me gran used to say, "If tha's nowt woth sayin', best keep tha trap shut."

 

[Maz]

Hmm, Poster's Block, eh? Well, I think it goes without saying that...

 

[ianrauk]

Did you know that one cubic mile of fog if condensed will fit into a gallon sized container?

 

[marinyork]

Did you know a few teaspoons of anti matter will take us to the nearest star pretty quickly?

 

[Noodley]

Yes, that's perfect. Now write it down and hit "submit reply"

..make sure it's in the "Tea?" thread first.

 

[marinyork]

Wild speculation. No wait, is that a bit of blue sky outside

 

[Fnaar]

A strapping young poster called Crock
Had a bit of Posters' Block
So he posted a thread
Which rendered as dead
Other posts to which readers had flocked.

 

[Dayvo]

A strapping young poster called Crock
Had a bit of Posters' Block
So he posted a thread
Which rendered as dead
Other posts to which readers had flocked.

You made that up!

 

[Dayvo]

I didn't make this up, someone else did!

Going Downhill on a Bicycle: A Boy's Song by Henry Charles Beeching
1859-1919

WITH lifted feet, hands still,
I am poised, and down the hill
Dart, with heedful mind;
The air goes by in a wind.

Swifter and yet more swift,
Till the heart with a mighty lift
Makes the lungs laugh, the throat cry:--
'O bird, see; see, bird, I fly.

'Is this, is this your joy?
O bird, then I, though a boy
For a golden moment share
Your feathery life in air!'

Say, heart, is there aught like this
In a world that is full of bliss?
'Tis more than skating, bound
Steel-shod to the level ground.

Speed slackens now, I float
Awhile in my airy boat;
Till, when the wheels scarce crawl,
My feet to the treadles fall.

Alas, that the longest hill
Must end in a vale; but still,
Who climbs with toil, wheresoe'er,
Shall find wings waiting there.