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Post by fonz on Nov 19, 2021 13:34:23 GMT
Me an' the lads havin' a laff Was that the secret Preludin JU, that I wasn’t invited to. Blokes hitting each other with folding chairs. Good times
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2021 13:36:49 GMT
That's an IKEA garden chair , very robust.
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Post by bungo the mungo on Nov 19, 2021 13:36:51 GMT
I was going to quote both Dougie and Tory, as I think we've probably all had experiences like that, but then we risk creating our own internal non-bloke banter circle of cliche shitdom. Someone who was one of my closest friends moved down to Reading years ago, but kept in touch, and I remember going to Dublin with his mates for a 30th birthday bash or something. All of them were complete blokey cunts, I never thought a weekend of drinking could be so depressing. All the conversations were forced "Woah, I wouldn't mind hanging out the back of THAT!" and "I'd hit it sooo hard she's get a gallon out of me" foul shite. One of them dressed up in a leprechaun outfit for the night. In Dublin! Banter which registered on the richter scale, right there. On the second night, me and the only other lad I knew just fucked off inbetween pubs, said we had to get some cash out, and basically cashed out. Went somewhere quieter for a few normal beers without twattism. sounds like a bcb jolly up.
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Post by Reactionary Rage on Nov 19, 2021 13:37:19 GMT
The thing is guys talk like that when they are young in their teens and that's normal. It's like that fella from the Inbetweeners with the blonde hair innit? "Oh I'd fucking whack that shit all night!". But it seems like some men just don't move past that stage and they end up trapped in this kind of perpetual adolescence, at least in front of certain people anyway (this is where the performative aspect maybe comes in). But why? Are they lacking in an identity? Confidence? Is just some kind of group gestalt that kicks in and they all go along with the performance? Do they have to restrain themselves at other times so after a few beers in certain company it comes out? It seems all very forced and contrived doesn't it?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2021 13:38:07 GMT
Me an' the lads havin' a laff Was that the secret Preludin JU, that I wasn’t invited to. Blokes hitting each other with folding chairs. Good times It's the Whitehaven Smith's massive. Johnny vouches for them. Top lads I think he said.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2021 13:40:23 GMT
The thing is guys talk like that when they are young in their teens and that's normal. It's like that fella from the Inbetweeners with the blonde hair innit? "Oh I'd fucking whack that shit all night!". But it seems like some men just don't move past that stage and they end up trapped in this kind of perpetual adolescence, at least in front of certain people anyway (this is where the performative aspect maybe comes in). But why? Are they lacking in an identity? Confidence? Is just some kind of group gestalt that kicks in and they all go along with the performance? Do they have to restrain themselves at other times so after a few beers in certain company it comes out? It seems all very forced and contrived doesn't it? I like a few beers coupled with a bit of sectarian songs and a white pudding supper. If I get a bit of fud, bonus.
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Post by Reactionary Rage on Nov 19, 2021 13:40:32 GMT
Me an' the lads havin' a laff Was that the secret Preludin JU, that I wasn’t invited to. Blokes hitting each other with folding chairs. Good times Me and my mates used to arm wrestle in our early 20s after a few pints. Blokes compete with each other for dominance and that's biology I guess but there is something remarkably stoopid about seeing people whack each other with a wooden folding chair. Maybe we need a war to keep 'em occupied.
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Post by Reactionary Rage on Nov 19, 2021 13:45:49 GMT
The thing is guys talk like that when they are young in their teens and that's normal. It's like that fella from the Inbetweeners with the blonde hair innit? "Oh I'd fucking whack that shit all night!". But it seems like some men just don't move past that stage and they end up trapped in this kind of perpetual adolescence, at least in front of certain people anyway (this is where the performative aspect maybe comes in). But why? Are they lacking in an identity? Confidence? Is just some kind of group gestalt that kicks in and they all go along with the performance? Do they have to restrain themselves at other times so after a few beers in certain company it comes out? It seems all very forced and contrived doesn't it? I like a few beers coupled with a bit of sectarian songs and a white pudding supper. If I get a bit of fud, bonus. When I was 16 I would have settled for a squeeze of a quines dodes let alone some fud.
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Post by sloopjohnc on Nov 19, 2021 13:46:10 GMT
Would I be considered a bloke if I wanted to punch this comedian in the mouth so he couldn't do his shitty act for a few months? Struck a nerve, did he? Maybe. He made me feel emasculated and felt the need to overcompensate.
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Post by sloopjohnc on Nov 19, 2021 13:47:32 GMT
Me an' the lads havin' a laff Foreplay to the anal chugging.
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Post by Reasonable good Nick on Nov 24, 2021 12:46:42 GMT
I used to pretend to like football, in the 90s because it had that resurgence and I felt like I should try to get into it, and later in life on occasions where I've found myself in groups of blokes who don't talk about much else.
I did that IT Crowd thing of having a bunch of stock football phrases to trot out with football people.
I haven't bothered for a good long while now. One of the best things about middle age is not giving a toss about that stuff anymore.
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