Alexei23 Forum Posts (1,455)

RE: Crickets and Tumbleweeds

Yup, and it's not as much craic as of late either...as I said a while back this place has a vibe that I reckon coincides with the phases of the moon, till pick up again soon I'm sure

RE: Je regrette

I regret everything I've done in the past 5 years except for the stuff I don't regret but they're few and far between

RE: Do We Know Each Other Too Well On Here?

At the moment me diary is looking full that weekend

But please package said chips in an envelope and post it to me

RE: Do We Know Each Other Too Well On Here?

I don't know any of ye, and from the way ya's conduct yerselves on the forums I don't wanna, I cherish me innocence so I do, It would be good though if peeps could meet, and perhaps arrange a venue for such a meet where peeps could drink and be merry and get to know each other at a meet?

RE: High Horses charging up the moral high ground.

I prefer these days to just sitback and watch the epic battle of minds over mundane topics and sometimes interesting ones

T'is t'internet afterall, if you win an argument or debate as some peeps call them...well we all know how that one ends.
I find it odd though that the same peeps are always the ones that act as though they've some expertise, no matter the topic, with statistics and facts hurled at each other, can't help but wonder who knows what and who's fighting with their google

I would enjoy a philosophical debate or something along the lines of a psychology/social debate far more than arguing about something concrete such as history, something that gives a glimpse of how a peep thinks rather than their ability to regurgitate info, each to their own, I have no problem with the above mentioned debates, I enjoy spectating & sometimes learning from them, but said debates transcend into arguments very quickly and then name calling and demeaning others that voice a difference of opinion.

Then they're those that haven't a clue how to talk to someone online and fail to realise the absense of a little thing called body language, these peeps I've noticed take everything up the wrong way, most probably because the little voice in their head is leading them astray. I'd imagine they read the most innocent of posts with a sarcastic tone and leads them to believe they're being insulted etc......fun to watch though

RE: Daily Quiz

Speed reading eh? me thinks it's googling time

RE: Daily Quiz

I can't understand how he reads the questions so fast

RE: expectations

I expect to be entertained on the forums every single day

RE: Weird habits and dislikes

RE: Daily Quiz

I did it!! I'm the fastest


1 out of 10 though

RE: any younger girls mail me

A thread that doesn't involve Larry Murphy but more importantly involves me, for I have made tea...

Indeed lead on James, and I will follow...*trying to avert my eyes from the tight rear*

































the maids rear

A thread that doesn't involve Larry Murphy but more importantly involves me, for I have made tea...

I wasn't trying to be funny its suppose to be about how great I'am and the fact I can make tea, very serious so I was

A thread that doesn't involve Larry Murphy but more importantly involves me, for I have made tea...

Maybe I should google it too

A thread that doesn't involve Larry Murphy but more importantly involves me, for I have made tea...

Our hardiness is what makes us great, god I love being Irish, ya couldn't ask for anymore really

A thread that doesn't involve Larry Murphy but more importantly involves me, for I have made tea...

No

A thread that doesn't involve Larry Murphy but more importantly involves me, for I have made tea...

I posted this in the blogs but I may aswell ruin the forums further by posting here too....ahem ahem, the following took place at 7am this morning...

I Made Tea

I mustered up quiet a thirst this morning. Hastily I summoned my maid with two tugs of the bell chord dangling above my handsome head. To no avail? Surging forth, I pulled again with vigour, the sheer brawn of my strapping forearm evident as I grasped the chord firmly. The bell tolled throughout the many halls echoing long after I surceased into abyss. I started for my chamber door, through each and every hall I explored. No maid?

My throat parched like my maids bartholin the night before, yawning she was not so I had made for her back door. Lost I became, not due to the scale of my house, but lost in my gaze reflected in a mirror. Such deep blue eyes I have, “You’re a gorgeous fellow” I thought. As hard as it was to bring myself away from the striking presence in the mirror, I had arrived at the pantry. There I found a note, strewn across the table. The maid, she had gone to purchase a new outfit for I had torn hers last night.

“Tea” I muttered to myself, my voice husky from the whiskey, the maid and I had indulged in, although it still maintained a velvet undertone. I have the type of voice that would reverberate through any dame, they fall weak upon hearing my voice for it is great. I filled a pot to the brim much like I had with the maid last night and placed it on the stove, much like she had felt for our love making was hot. I could have used the kettle, but the diction in my head was that of a century ago and modern conveniences wouldn’t be apt for this blog. I should also mention that it was dark in the pantry and I had an oil lamp with me to set the scene. Every room in my house is so vast, that the light from my lamp could not reach the extremities of the pantry. Instead it filled a dome with it’s light, the dome articulated by the blackness which surrounded it, and in it's centre I stood.

Brewing my tea, although rare an occasion I do this myself, I consider it an art form and with much zeal I had set about this task. My favourite cup looks as though it has been hewn from stone, for I'am man, carved from stone it seems, much like my abdomen or my entire frame for that matter. Michelangelo could have only dreamed of creating a masterpiece such as I. With a tea bag in situ I poured the now boiling water over it. I had used a silver spoon to stir the tea bag and squeeze as such to release it’s flavour. I near placed it on the counter when it caught my reflection, although distorted with the convexity of the spoon, I still looked good. A playful dash of milk and my tea was ready. I had done it all by myself, and it tasted better than any brew I had tasted before. Exulted with my success this morning, I decided to write this blog to share with you guys.

For I’am man. I made tea. You may bask in the sun that shines from my rear, for I have bestowed upon you a blog today. I will enunciate once more, I have made tea and it was great.

RE: Fan Thread:

EH? Where's the option for peeps that don't like her?

RE: ELLIMERE asks why does my spelling bother you so much ??

I'd be the kind of guy that always respects an elder, particularly in my field. 20 plus years experience on a topic is more than I can possibly compete with. I'm also the kind of person that respects humility far more than I ever would knowledge or age. I lose respect for an elder that doesn't display humility on their part. Obviously, I don't rspect the likes of a 40 or 50 year drunk, waste of space etc but for the simple things in life I do respect modesty and anyone that can feel humble in their own existance merits my appreciation.

RE: Tee hee

Ooh breast implants

RE: Daily Quiz

Tommorrow I'm not going to read any of the questions and just click them as fast as I can to see if can get below 40 seconds! How????

RE: shooting stars

at my place, this is you anne...are you gone to the pale side now?

RE: Ireland v Argintina...match perdictions

Ireland: 23 - Argentina: minus abizillion and eleventy

RE: Larry Murphy

Fair enough, imo...you're right he shouldn't be released, everyone is going to agree, there ain't much of a dicussion about it.

I get what you're doing though, trying to raise awarness...but unfortunately he's release will probably cost some girl who is alive now her life. That's our country for ya.

The media will do a good job of hounding him and making his life a misery, hopefully.

Hopefully this thread doesn't get nasty when the trolls come to feed and hopefully perhaps it will raise awarness for at least one peep who might not have known and potentially save her life, well done.

RE: Larry Murphy

You responded to j twice, that one wasn't for j



guess i'll won't tick my witty box anytime soon

RE: CS mission, case file 1

I stole some flags 8)

There not getting them back until they offer me one virgin female from each continent That's an evil Mwahaha I'm doing there...

I stole some flags 8)

It was him!

RE: any younger girls mail me

and my apartment smells of rich mahogony

RE: what colour?

touche