Should I Stay or Should I Go?

Berlin


Los Angeles


New York City








In that order.








I mean shit, try for Sao Paolo or Croatia or Florence or some shit but in the realm of realistic shit this is kind of my everyday "should I...?" question





Excepting of course the place I'm actually going, which I won't tell a soul for fear of them fucking it all up.
 
Living with crack heads is not a stable long term plan, bust a move before they munch any more of your spinach.





I used to date a Crazy Emma, are all Emma's wingnuts?
 
Funny shit. It's quite sad in a way too, but reminds me of nzshadow's hilarious porn shop stories.





Duderonomy said:


The gay ket addict from Zimbabwe (just remembered his nickname - Cold Feet Pete). Unemployed.







I was waiting for CFP to jump in on the drama. For a little while I was wondering what kind of game or sport "gayket" he's really into until I realized he's just hooked on animal tranquilizers and prefers men. Anyhow, run far, far away.
 
LoopDreams said:


I used to date a Crazy Emma, are all Emma's wingnuts?




Nah, all Sheila's are nuts.








:smirk:
 
fooking awesome m8!!!


i could never live that way-props to you soldier!





I voted to get the fuck out,move to Thailand,get immediately addicted to ya-ba


fornicate with as many lady boy/katoey as possible within your budget,


increase alcohol uptake,become a homeless beach drifta


invade a cheap motel for a good free wet pool swim,promptly get electrocuted to death by the metal hand-railing by the pool from the ungrounded underwater pool light[BTW random death by electrocution happens often in the land of smiles not just with pools but also showers,refrigerators etc]


get dengue fever,and arrive home back to yer mum ???. ASHED in an urn.





PS


spend about 10 minutes on a rewrite and turn this into a screenplay ,perhaps collaborate with the Mop master allan and send this shit to guy Ritchie or the new undiscovered version of guy Ritchie since guy Ritchie is now to famous to make proper dope low budgie films anymore.


oi
 
kala said:


spend about 10 minutes on a rewrite and turn this into a screenplay




YES. It's all clear now. The Christmas tree is the key symbol.


Duder, with steely determination suddenly dawning over his Hugh Jackman-like visage, decides to exit the lifestyle upon seeing the nihilistic debauchery for what it is: the destruction of so potent a reminder of his long forgotten joyful childhood represents his spiral into degradation. But before Le depart, he sentimentally takes a fir cone from the desecrated timbers as a reminder.


FFwd to the first day of a new life, unpacking in a far flung location, he finds the fir cone in the backpack. A brief smile; throws it out of the window, metaphorical abandonment of a failed history. He wants to face the sun now so that his shadows are all behind him.


FFwd to spring, we see Duder ambling off to his happy new gig, a balmy morning with children's laughter in the distance, off to TEFL. The camera pans back slowly, Duder moving out of focus now, and then camera pulls back further, refocuses on a small patch of soil; there's a barely perceptible movement. A small shoot breaks the ground, peeking out of a tiny crack in the crumbling earth.


The fir cone has started to grow once more





send this shit to guy Ritchie

No never that, son, Ritchie will have Crazy Emma ramming the Yule log up Duder's jacksie before feeding him to the fahkin pigs





Bonus beat:


 
kala said:


I voted to get the fuck out,move to Thailand,get immediately addicted to ya-ba???.




Either I attract these people or I'm a sucker for punishment - went to Thailand in 2001, spent 6 months getting drunk in Bangkok, met a glue-sniffing ya-ba addict girl, had a near miss with a dude + AK47, kept as clear as possible from the many kahtoys, lived in a dirt-cheap guest house with it's own colony of weirdos, scouted the city for record shops by day, played pool for beer at night (did quite well), and eventually fell in with a bunch of journalist girls who let me crash nightclub-opening parties and concerts (still the proud owner of a Mel C aka Sporty Spice Bangkok tour t-shit) purely for the free buffets & drink, and eventually sobered-up enough to book my flight home.





Yesterday my Dr signed me off work for 2 weeks for stress, so currently recuperating before I go back for re-assessment. Don't plan on stepping foot in my office again, so option 4 is out of the window.
 
skel said:


Duder, with steely determination suddenly dawning over his Hugh Jackman-like visage...




You have a fertile imagination Skel! Although you're clearly intrigued by her, Crazy Emma is a persona non grata at our house for the moment as the landlord has decided he's had enough of her antics and he's been sober for 8 days (he hasn't done that in over a year and for that she has my sincerest thanks), so nothing to report about her for the moment.


The night is young.
 
Duderonomy said:skel said:


Duder, with steely determination suddenly dawning over his Hugh Jackman-like visage...




You have a fertile imagination Skel! Although you're clearly intrigued by her, Crazy Emma is a persona non grata at our house for the moment as the landlord has decided he's had enough of her antics and he's been sober for 8 days (he hasn't done that in over a year and for that she has my sincerest thanks), so nothing to report about her for the moment.


The night is young.




I'm reading a book called "I Was Dora Suarez" right now. It's dovetailing oddly with these stories of yours.
 
LazarusOblong said:


I'm reading a book called "I Was Dora Suarez" right now. It's dovetailing oddly with these stories of yours.




If only that's all they were :lol:





Mmm, not sure I want to read "I Was Dora Suarez"





It's the fourth book in the Factory series (with "He Died with His Eyes Open", "The Devil's Home on Leave" and "How the Dead Live")


Cook???s notoriety crested following the 1990 publication of what many consider his best ??? and most repulsive ??? work: the tortured, redemptive tale of a masochistic serial killer, I Was Dora Suarez. To Cook???s delight, the ensuing novel caused Dan Franklin, the publisher of its three predecessors, to vomit over his desk. As a result of this reader response, Secker & Warburg told the author to take his nauseating wares elsewhere. Scribner took over the fourth novel in the factory series. Writing for The New York Times, Marilyn Stasio proclaimed: ???Everything about I Was Dora Suarez [???] shrieks of the joy and pain of going too far.??? Filmmaker Chris Petit described it in The Times as ???a book full of coagulating disgust and compassion for the world???s contamination, disease and mutilation, all dwelt on with a feverish, metaphysical intensity that recalls Donne and the Jacobeans more than any of Raymond???s contemporaries.??? Showing up its surfeit of intestinal fortitude, the French government named its author a Chevalier of Arts and Letters in 1991.


Cook recognized I Was Dora Suarez as his greatest and most onerous achievement: ???Writing Suarez broke me; I see that now. I don???t mean that it broke me physically or mentally, although it came near to doing both. But it changed me; it separated out for ever what was living and what was dead. I realised it was doing so at the time, but not fully, and not how, and not at once. [???] I asked for it, though. If you go down into the darkness, you must expect it to leave traces on you coming up ??? if you do come up. It???s like working in a mine; you hope that hands you can???t see know what they???re doing and will pull you through. I know I wondered half way through Suarez if I would get through ??? I mean, if my reason would get through. For the trouble with an experience like Suarez is that you become what you???re writing, passing like Alice through the language into the situation.??? (The Hidden Files, pp. 132-133.)




Oh, and a big thanks to whichever bastard voted for Stay in my job, stay in the house, save up for a mortgage, die on the inside :breakface:
 
Mmm, not sure I want to read "I Was Dora Suarez"





It's the fourth book in the Factory series (with "He Died with His Eyes Open", "The Devil's Home on Leave" and "How the Dead Live")


Cook???s notoriety crested following the 1990 publication of what many consider his best ??? and most repulsive ??? work: the tortured, redemptive tale of a masochistic serial killer, I Was Dora Suarez. To Cook???s delight, the ensuing novel caused Dan Franklin, the publisher of its three predecessors, to vomit over his desk. As a result of this reader response, Secker & Warburg told the author to take his nauseating wares elsewhere. Scribner took over the fourth novel in the factory series. Writing for The New York Times, Marilyn Stasio proclaimed: ???Everything about I Was Dora Suarez [???] shrieks of the joy and pain of going too far.??? Filmmaker Chris Petit described it in The Times as ???a book full of coagulating disgust and compassion for the world???s contamination, disease and mutilation, all dwelt on with a feverish, metaphysical intensity that recalls Donne and the Jacobeans more than any of Raymond???s contemporaries.??? Showing up its surfeit of intestinal fortitude, the French government named its author a Chevalier of Arts and Letters in 1991.


Cook recognized I Was Dora Suarez as his greatest and most onerous achievement: ???Writing Suarez broke me; I see that now. I don???t mean that it broke me physically or mentally, although it came near to doing both. But it changed me; it separated out for ever what was living and what was dead. I realised it was doing so at the time, but not fully, and not how, and not at once. [???] I asked for it, though. If you go down into the darkness, you must expect it to leave traces on you coming up ??? if you do come up. It???s like working in a mine; you hope that hands you can???t see know what they???re doing and will pull you through. I know I wondered half way through Suarez if I would get through ??? I mean, if my reason would get through. For the trouble with an experience like Suarez is that you become what you???re writing, passing like Alice through the language into the situation.??? (The Hidden Files, pp. 132-133.)




It's definitely one of the grimmest things I've ever read. But he's a magnificent writer.
 
kala said:spend about 10 minutes on a rewrite and turn this into a screenplay




Withnail and I 2
 
That's the Landlord on the monitor - running up the stairs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gvaszet0-WA
 


DOR said:

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63rcdLeXiU8

 


Duderonomy said:

That's the Landlord on the monitor - running up the stairs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gvaszet0-WA





which one is you?