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Will the alleged hollowness be explored on the same budget
or is that a separate endeavor? |
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Flat and hollow ... well, at least it can't be a pyramid scheme ... |
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In essence, a jammie dodger, with magma, rather than raspberry, jam. |
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//Will the alleged hollowness be explored on the same
budget or is that a separate endeavor?// |
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Don't know, gonna need funding to put together an
exploratory committee to look into that. |
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If I look up "jammie dodger" am I going to have to clear my
search history afterwords? |
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No, but you might end up needing to go on an energy -restricted diet; a jammie dodger is a particularly pleasant comestible and is well-designed for dunking in a hot beverage while maintaining its structural integrity. |
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They are simply a small thick disc-shaped mass created from fat and various forms of refined carbohydrates. What's not to like (other than the small size of the packets) ? |
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No, two cookies (though we like to call them biscuits). |
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With a dessicated chewy jam filling sandwiched between
them. |
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The aforementioned "jam" (I think you call it jelly) is of a
consistency that could pass for semi-cured epoxy resin.. |
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But
some people enjoy that ([8th] of course doesn't count), or
so I'm told. |
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We call jam the stuff with bits of whatever fruit in it, jelly is
just the epoxy resin texture stuff. |
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Our biscuits are big fat things. |
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Chips are french fries. Not sure why, they're not french.
Neither is the toast. French toast that is. I think it was a
way to sell crap. "Hey, these potatoes in grease? They're all
the rage in France!". |
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Similarly, "grits" are a coarse, utterly inedible abrasive, suitable only for mixing with cement as a building material, or scattering on icy roads to improve traction. |
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A physical representation of a hollow, flat earth - with the traditional "holes in the poles" - would presumably resemble a flattened torus with an ellipsoidal or lenticular cross-section. |
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//Not sure why, they're not french// |
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pomme frites : "Places of origin: Belgium, France (disputed)" |
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Not the potatoes of course, the style of preparation. |
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//Chips are french fries. Not sure why// |
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Don't order fish'n'chips in some states or they will come with potato-chips. I shit you not. |
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...and I'm secretly leaning towards just hollow but we'll have to see what the donations favor. |
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If there are more than 3 totally interrelated distance dimensions, isn't the earth conceptually a flaterland with flater-landers compared to the unperceived reality. |
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//In essence, a jammie dodger, with magma, rather than raspberry, jam.// - I find the idea of a jammie
dodger-shaped Earth quite appealing. So, there would be two 'Flat Earths', back-to-back, glued together with sticky jam-like magma. The inhabitants of one side would be unaware of the existence of, and unable to visit, the other side.
//a jammie dodger is a particularly pleasant comestible and is well-designed for dunking in a hot beverage while maintaining its structural integrity// - in essence though, the jammie dodger is the biscuit of a novice dunker who relies on the security of a firm waterproof jam mastic to prevent biscuitular disintegration after over-enthusiastic dunking. The true dunking master eschews such aids and displays zen-like skill in perfectly dunking a humble digestive with no loss of biscuit matter in the beverage. |
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Only one population would have access to the jam pool, too. |
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Are you proposing that giant turtles are involved in this desugn somewhere ? |
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// prevent biscuitular disintegration // |
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Excellent. That's going into my resume. Thanks. |
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I am resisting the temptation to point out that (a) the item
depicted in [doc]'s image link is a scone, not a biscuit and (b)
my understanding is that Americans put gravy on their scones,
which is patently ludicrous. |
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The word "biscuit", as everyone knows, is English in origin,
coming from the middle-English "bisha guatta", or "twice as
good". |
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Ok, I'm all ready for my next trip the the UK. |
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"Blimey, more scones mate? That's a fair dinkum of a
crisp!" |
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Or is fair dinkum Austrian? |
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By the way, I'm not kidding when I say the first time I
came to England when I was a teenager I was told to
behave and not play up my being American so I wore
American flag pants as a way to say "England, I'm here
and I'm wearing American flag pants." It was actually
amazingly well received but I was quite attractive in my
youth. I think I could have gotten away with wearing
pants made out of dead puppies. |
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I think I've mentioned before I also learned to speak with
an indistinguishable fake local accent, at least in pubs
where everybody was drunk. They'd say "From around
here?" (I had changed pants by then) and I'd say "No,
California." and they'd say "How long?" to which I'd say
"That's a rather personal question." and laugh laugh how
we'd laugh. |
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Ok, dumb, repeat story that's running on, but bottom I've
always
loved my mother country, and the English I've met always
seemed to like me. Invited me to parties etc. Plus the
one time I played London I sold out the venue. Maybe I've
said too much. |
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Anyway, hope to bring my family there soon. I hear it's
changed quite a bit. Should be interesting. I'll wear
regular pants this time. |
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According to Google translate "There was a break" in
japanese, when typed in with the western alphabet. |
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Sometimes I'm not (entirely) sure if you've dropped into full
blown piss-take mode or not (this would
be one of those times), it either reveals youthful exposure
to a far better education than my own or a worryingly
obsessive attention to detail. |
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You are still taking the meds aren't you? |
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//this would be one of those times// |
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Well, lets just say I have strong suspicions, but my middle
English isn't sufficiently up to scratch (being non-existent) for
me to be 100% certain. |
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//indistinguishable fake local accent// |
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Accents can be pretty mutable when you're young. |
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Just two days in Gradbach & I began to worry someone
would clump me for taking the piss, strange thing was I only
had the locale accent when speaking to locals, two minutes
with the rest of the group I'd gone up with & the accent was
back to normal again. |
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Same happened on my TA training, I ended up billeted with
a bunch of Scots & came home speaking with a noticeable
accent after a week away, that one stayed with me maybe
a day after I was back. |
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The chances are of course that the change was more
noticeable to my own ear than to anyone else, but it
doesn't seem to happen now I'm older. |
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//not (entirely) sure if you've dropped into full blown piss-take
mode// |
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When talking history or linguistics, [MaxwellBuchanan] is
*always* in full piss-take mode (even if, as a double-bluff, he
occasionally tells the truth). About genetics, I couldn't say. |
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Middle English is Chaucer's English. When you see it on the
page, it looks at first like gobbledygook but, when you start to
read it out, with the right sort of accent, it sort-of swims into
focus as English after all. [MB]'s effort fails this test, though he
might have had more luck if he'd pretended it was Old English
(more endings in -a in Old English). |
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I think "bis cuit" is French for twice cooked (compare "cuit au
four" - baked). |
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////The true dunking master eschews such aids and displays zen-like skill//
But I get the feeling [hippo]'s internal augmented vision has red led 7 segment displays showing the various dunking parameters.
"Oh that [hippo] is a one. Looks forward to his tea and digestive every day, sits for 30 minutes studying the biscuit, then dunks the biscuit to perfection and spills the tea every time. He'll be back though."//
It's like you've been spying on me |
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Well ... do you want the good news, or the bad news ? |
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Good news: you really aren't paranoid. |
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Bad news: You really are being watched 24/7. |
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Like i said to my wife: “Look at these paranoid
people who think they’re being watched 24/7.” I
laughed, then she laughed, then Alexa laughed,
then Siri laughed. |
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