On the eleventh day of Christmas,
NACA gave to me
a man-eating plant
moth-eaten Kantand a job as their secretary.Srslywe've had a New Year greeting (of sorts!) from over the road.
I read bits and pieces of that site occasionally. It's seriously unhinged.
How delightful to have an occasional reader. Perhaps I can add that to the blurbs for my autobiography.
A bit of advice, Andy: never admit you've read something if your purpose is to put it down, because all the author will hear is that you've read it. In any event, your admission rings false. I'm guessing you made it to add a small amount of weight to your critique.
Mr Celine: Don't you own a pillow?
AndyRM: You've lost me with the pillow thing.
Mr Celine: Death notices from the future for the NACA regulars. You're due to die in a pillow fight.
AndyRM: Ah, yes, I'd forgotten about that! Thank you for the reminder of my unfortunate and somewhat embarrassing method of exodus from the mortal coil.
Dying in a pillow fight isn't the sort of thing one forgets, or fails to mention in the first place – especially someone so talkative and easily triggered. I had the intern run a search on pillow, and other than
a post on a thread about a
floating prison luxury migrant liner,
this is all that came up:
Bromptonaut: @AndyRM & @jowwy Any chance of you two getting a room :-)
jowwy: Id rather fark the pillow
AndyRM: I can't imagine anything much worse.
No sex before a fight is something I think we all learned from Rocky.
My point being, case closed.
having spent the last half an hour over there I agree with you on the seriously unhinged.
I'd better address these unhinged rumours before they get out of hand. Unfortunately no clue has been provided other than a mysterious half hour spent in the stacks of this many-layered site. The case of Mr Celine remains open.
Available as a boxed set:
"Doesn't include an entry on hinges." (Rabbits work by hopping, btw.)I work by quoting:
a deft, playful, and reflective intertextualist
Weirdness....
The judges are happy to accept the W word from those who kant quite wrap their mind around NACF. As for those crumbs...
I've grown oddly fascinated by F.. F…..'s continuing inability to post anything without trailing ellipses. Am I the only one who sees it? Is he doing it to provoke me and me alone? Am I going mad?
RU not entertained? Never mind; if it was likes I was after
I'd still be on CC, eating comfort food with a band of regulars rather than living out here on the fringe.
But to be honest I like anything bitter !
It's why NACA is the place for you....
Kant is a cünt.
It is the Land of Truth (enchanted name!), surrounded by a wide and stormy ocean, the true home of illusion, where many a fog bank and ice, that soon melts away, tempt us to believe in new lands, while constantly deceiving the adventurous mariner with vain hopes, and involving him in adventures which he can never leave, yet never bring to an end.
Can we tighten it up, Manny?
Our age is the age of criticism, to which everything must be subjected.
I love this version, even the fact Sam is dressed like a witch auditioning for Game of Thrones, but she starts off jumping to the wrong rhythm.
"I'm up here"
