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Twitter stock has almost doubled in a half a day's trading....but I can't help but think that it's only a matter of weeks before it does a Facebook.

You say "do a Facebook" but they are trading above their opening price

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Sitting down to my 2 homemade bbq cheeseburgers I decided to have a can of Stella from the fridge to wash 'em down.

 

Regret it now though; I don't know why but I just feel really guilty about a) midweek drinking and B) drinking by myself.

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Sitting down to my 2 homemade bbq cheeseburgers I decided to have a can of Stella from the fridge to wash 'em down.

 

Regret it now though; I don't know why but I just feel really guilty about a) midweek drinking and B) drinking by myself.

 

Yet no guilt when stealing bog roll...

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Sitting down to my 2 homemade bbq cheeseburgers I decided to have a can of Stella from the fridge to wash 'em down.

 

Regret it now though; I don't know why but I just feel really guilty about a) midweek drinking and B) drinking by myself.

 

and © drinking Stella. 

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Sitting down to my 2 homemade bbq cheeseburgers I decided to have a can of Stella from the fridge to wash 'em down.

 

Regret it now though; I don't know why but I just feel really guilty about a) midweek drinking and B) drinking by myself.

 

and © drinking Stella. 

 

 

Believe it or not; there are people in the UK that can drink Stella responsibly!

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Clearly you are a serial killer in the making.

AKA the Corn Flake Crusher

 

 

When I was a kid I asked my dad what a serial killer was and he told me it was someone who breaks into houses and eats the people's cereal, as not to scare me. :blush:

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When I was a kid (read: toddler) I watched Terminator & Aliens and all sorts of violent, scary films (with father, mother worked at night), that simply washed over me because I was too young to fully empathise with the fictional people, unless it was Batman, in which case I got very upset when Batman found himself in a tight spot. Point is, my parents didn't really bother to shelter me from the harsh realities of the world, be it war or robots sent back to kill a kid. Perhaps it is why I'm a cynical wee shite now but I'm not one to attribute blame for my current self on others. Though when I listen to people describe the strange stories their parents came up to avoid answering tough questions, I do have to giggle.

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Sunday night i was brushing my cat when i noticed something scuttling underneath his fur and on closer inspection i found it to be fleas.

 

Now this would normally be horrifying enough on it's own but four years ago i suffered a previous flea infestation in my home when my lovely neighbour next door removed the old flooring in her new home when she first moved in and dumped that flooring outside her back door which was situated no more than 15 feet away from my kitchen air vent. Apparently the previous occupant wasn't at all clean keeping a selection of birds inside their home plus a cat and dog. Since flea eggs can lie dormant for up to three years before being disturbed by vibration and subsequently hatch through light and heat the little beggars had come through my air vent and latched onto my cats and my fiancee both suffering many bites before i had to get my home fumigated.

 

Two weeks ago the local council ripped the old kitchen out of next door and of course they dumped the wastage in the same place again. I have now a second flea infestation in my home and since Sunday i have had to treat both my cats and my home again.

 

Informed the local MP what has happened and both he and the Environmental Health Officer have now instructed the council to fumigate next door and they've advised me to get my solicitor involved. My cats are now clean again and i have fumigated my home a second time to make sure but i've had to throw a lot of my designer gear out as well as bed linen.

 

Not really the best way to celebrate early retirement and thinking very seriously of selling up and moving on when all legalities are sorted. :angry:

 

I can see why you're upset. But your cat has fleas, cats get fleas. Any cat can get fleas, It could just be coincidence.

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When I was a kid (read: toddler) I watched Terminator & Aliens and all sorts of violent, scary films (with father, mother worked at night), that simply washed over me because I was too young to fully empathise with the fictional people, unless it was Batman, in which case I got very upset when Batman found himself in a tight spot. Point is, my parents didn't really bother to shelter me from the harsh realities of the world, be it war or robots sent back to kill a kid. Perhaps it is why I'm a cynical wee shite now but I'm not one to attribute blame for my current self on others. Though when I listen to people describe the strange stories their parents came up to avoid answering tough questions, I do have to giggle.

 

I was actually openly encouraged to watch Aliens.  My cousin told me it was too scary but then my mom said it's okay they're just like Ghostbusters monsters.  

 

For some reason I was allowed to watch Robocop and Terminator but not total Recall on the basis that there is too much swearing in it.  Also when my mom taped Gremlins for me from TV she cut out the part where the mother kills a few of them in her kitchen.

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The first movie I ever saw on video was The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

 

Watched it on a sunny Saturday afternoon on my uncles Betamax top loader around my Nans house.

 

My mom and dad were both in attendance and didn't seem to think it would be too bad for me to watch as I was already a big fan of the old Universal and Hammer horror movies. 

 

I was eight. It explains a fair bit if i'm honest.

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When I was a kid (read: toddler) I watched Terminator & Aliens and all sorts of violent, scary films (with father, mother worked at night), that simply washed over me because I was too young to fully empathise with the fictional people, unless it was Batman, in which case I got very upset when Batman found himself in a tight spot. Point is, my parents didn't really bother to shelter me from the harsh realities of the world, be it war or robots sent back to kill a kid. Perhaps it is why I'm a cynical wee shite now but I'm not one to attribute blame for my current self on others. Though when I listen to people describe the strange stories their parents came up to avoid answering tough questions, I do have to giggle.

 

I was actually openly encouraged to watch Aliens.  My cousin told me it was too scary but then my mom said it's okay they're just like Ghostbusters monsters.  

 

For some reason I was allowed to watch Robocop and Terminator but not total Recall on the basis that there is too much swearing in it.  Also when my mom taped Gremlins for me from TV she cut out the part where the mother kills a few of them in her kitchen.

 

I watched all of the sci fi and horror stuff I wanted as a kid. I'm not cynical. I just enjoyed it. My dad loves action/sci fi anything so maybe I felt like we were bonding. My mom loves horror movies. My dad and I also can't pass up a good spoof movie. I wasn't allowed to watch anything with a "naughty" scene in it. I could watch people explode, but anything other than a kiss and I had to turn my head while they would fast forward.

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