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So off-topic I think I'm in the wrong forum
And it came to pass in the land of the Renault Fuego, that the man was seized with wrath and he did smite the ground and scream “Start [censored] you, START!” but God was deaf that day and no matter how much smiting and general thumping and banging on doors went on, the chariot would not start.
The man had much sadness in his soul, and loathe though he was to think on his own behalf, he wondered a lot and aloud. His wondering caused great stress and general deafness in his tribe, as he would do his wondering fort loud, giving not a cuss, or worse, for his neighbour.
The wondering continued, and the seasons changed, winter became spring, spring nearly became summer but changed its mind and went back to bed.
Eventually after much cogitation and general weirdness, the man awoke one morning as if the weight of many hundreds of large bricks had been lifted from his fevered brow – this was in fact the case – his neighbours had decided to bury him under 34 tonnes (metric) of rubble to try to stop the noise – and it was time to dig him out to see if he’d stopped.
The man saw the celestial light – he felt rejuvenated, reborn, unwashed…now it wasn’t so much the noise as the smell that drove his neighbours to Extremes (Capital of lower Gascony, Extremes is a small spa town in the Astarac region of SW France)
He sallied forth, took soap and towels and clean loin cloth and performed his ablutions as only he could – with noise and much flaying of arms, and sometimes even water. Once clean, and so handsome in his galvanised ‘NevrShrinque’ loincloth he set off alone, into the wilderness, having no fear for his safety or that of his loved ones, with only one thing on his mind – he would try to find a way to change his chariot !
After many moons had crossed the starlit sky (who’s writing this rubbish?) and after bands of filthy brigands had robbed him of all but his galvanised loincloth, he spied in the distance the light from a large town. He knew he was getting closer as he kept stubbing his toes on bits of broken bottles – this was indeed odd, as these had not yet been invented – and old washing machines.
The sun eventually rose and ‘lo’, a majestic sight met his tired eyes – a Volkswagen Dealership ! He knew, not really knowing why, that he was close to his goal… He went closer and wow! (another kind of ‘lo’, much more expensive and available only on special order) he saw, appearing and disappearing through the morning mists, what must surely be the most bestist chariot wot he had ever seen. (Ok, so Shakespeare hadn’t been invented yet either) He thought of his little travel companion Mouse – he called her Nonny, for fun – and the second thought said something like “no, don’t post that picture, you’ll get shot”
So this is how and why I may have to change my signature, but also why you’re not getting a photo – thank your lucky stars for small mercies…
PS. She’s metallic Dark Blue and beautiful and only 2 years old and FAST and VERY quiet inside, and clean and and and she’s nearly mine.
The man had much sadness in his soul, and loathe though he was to think on his own behalf, he wondered a lot and aloud. His wondering caused great stress and general deafness in his tribe, as he would do his wondering fort loud, giving not a cuss, or worse, for his neighbour.
The wondering continued, and the seasons changed, winter became spring, spring nearly became summer but changed its mind and went back to bed.
Eventually after much cogitation and general weirdness, the man awoke one morning as if the weight of many hundreds of large bricks had been lifted from his fevered brow – this was in fact the case – his neighbours had decided to bury him under 34 tonnes (metric) of rubble to try to stop the noise – and it was time to dig him out to see if he’d stopped.
The man saw the celestial light – he felt rejuvenated, reborn, unwashed…now it wasn’t so much the noise as the smell that drove his neighbours to Extremes (Capital of lower Gascony, Extremes is a small spa town in the Astarac region of SW France)
He sallied forth, took soap and towels and clean loin cloth and performed his ablutions as only he could – with noise and much flaying of arms, and sometimes even water. Once clean, and so handsome in his galvanised ‘NevrShrinque’ loincloth he set off alone, into the wilderness, having no fear for his safety or that of his loved ones, with only one thing on his mind – he would try to find a way to change his chariot !
After many moons had crossed the starlit sky (who’s writing this rubbish?) and after bands of filthy brigands had robbed him of all but his galvanised loincloth, he spied in the distance the light from a large town. He knew he was getting closer as he kept stubbing his toes on bits of broken bottles – this was indeed odd, as these had not yet been invented – and old washing machines.
The sun eventually rose and ‘lo’, a majestic sight met his tired eyes – a Volkswagen Dealership ! He knew, not really knowing why, that he was close to his goal… He went closer and wow! (another kind of ‘lo’, much more expensive and available only on special order) he saw, appearing and disappearing through the morning mists, what must surely be the most bestist chariot wot he had ever seen. (Ok, so Shakespeare hadn’t been invented yet either) He thought of his little travel companion Mouse – he called her Nonny, for fun – and the second thought said something like “no, don’t post that picture, you’ll get shot”
So this is how and why I may have to change my signature, but also why you’re not getting a photo – thank your lucky stars for small mercies…
PS. She’s metallic Dark Blue and beautiful and only 2 years old and FAST and VERY quiet inside, and clean and and and she’s nearly mine.
Ian at thinkpads dot com
Just make sure to not lose the loincloth, lest we never hear from you again!ian wrote:Actually if everything goes according to plan, in the same month...even more WOW - I'm going to have a hard job knowing what to play with first!
Regards,
James
James at thinkpads dot com
5.5K+ posts and all I've got to show for it are some feathers.... AND a Bird wearing a Crown
5.5K+ posts and all I've got to show for it are some feathers.... AND a Bird wearing a Crown
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ian
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Pssst - feelthy pikchas...
http://www.grandjean.nom.fr/ibm.htm
I'm sorry - I know it doesn't rate with the SL500's and Lagondas of this world, but to me, she's beautiful...and what's more she's blue !
I'm sorry - I know it doesn't rate with the SL500's and Lagondas of this world, but to me, she's beautiful...and what's more she's blue !
Ian at thinkpads dot com
Re: Pssst - feelthy pikchas...
Congratulations Ian for the new car! Looks very nice. My Fiat has almost the same color, bit darker though. I don't know if you can handle all these new things: Golf, T42. So is she a TDI?
Regards,
G-Man
Regards,
G-Man
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ian
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Headlining is cream/white, rest is black - carpet and cloth trim on seats. There are 8 speakers - 4 infront, and 4 behind - strangely the four behind are not hooked up - I'm fitting a CD/MP3/RDS radio as the one that came with it is pretty naff...All windows electric, computer, A/C, remote locking - can't wait !
Ian at thinkpads dot com
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great color..
you can tell its fast 'cuz of the alloy wheels with 5 lug bolts..
in france that is a very desireable car..
unless you happen to have a citroen..
i guess i'll have to post pics of the morrow stable of gas guzzlers..
you can tell its fast 'cuz of the alloy wheels with 5 lug bolts..
in france that is a very desireable car..
unless you happen to have a citroen..
i guess i'll have to post pics of the morrow stable of gas guzzlers..
Bill Morrow, kept by parrots
& cockatoos
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She was not what you would call unrefined,
She was the type of person who kept a parrot.
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Sysop - forum.thinkpads.com
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She was not what you would call refined,
She was not what you would call unrefined,
She was the type of person who kept a parrot.
~~~Mark Twain~~~
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