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I do not post enough. Someone I care about told me this, and it's true. I fear I'm falling off the LJ radar, becoming an ex-parrot. So here I am, trying to compensate.

Someone pointed out this coolio website for researching the British form of English.

The British National Corpus (BNC) is a 100 million word collection of samples of written and spoken language from a wide range of sources, designed to represent a wide cross-section of current British English, both spoken and written.

I, ah, looked up the word 'wank'. What? It's the first Britword I could think of. And these were a few of the examples it returned:

You've got more chance of a wank off the Pope.

Well, it was a choice between asking whether life is just one long, or short, colossal fiasco, or whether you still wank.

Do us a favour and go stick a sharpened pencil in your neck, you festering dollop of shite-encrusted wank.

He may be the Grand Wizard in international intrigue or mass murder, but as a dreamer, he's just a jumped-up wank manager.

A week ago I saw a monkey in the street jump on a donkey and try to wank him off -- the donkey brayed and kicked, the monkey's owner shouted, the monkey itself squealed -- apart from two or three children who laughed and me who found it very funny, no one paid any attention.

I try to keep quiet too, and -- because I had a quick, quiet wank earlier -- don't come too quickly.

I took an aspirin, thought about having a wank, heard a car go by (quickly) and put Simon Bates on at top volume.

Anyway, I went into it to basically find who in the fuck I was, and what it comes down to is having a wank every five minutes of every day.

But, at the risk of falling into this trap and adding wanking to the list of topics to talk about when I do an interview, I have to say that if you don't wank, if you don't have any orgasms, then your life isn't worth living.

She did dope all afternoon, spaced out to Nina Simone and Marvin Gaye -- why was there no one better to wank to than Marvin Gaye? -- and decided: OK, LADY, IF WE'RE WORKING, LET'S WORK!

They did a DNA-fingerprint test and found he had a bus-load of people in him, linked it to some guy who was in the toilets under Centre Point the day before hiring rent boys but he didn't want the full business just wanted them to wank into this bottle thank you for your contribution young man every little bit helps going to a good home thank you mind how you go…

Instead, we are reminded that for every shining `Eight Miles High' or raving `Psychotic Reaction', there were 20 million twee twats wheedling through wank called `Strangely Strange But Oddly Normal', and an infinity of squeaky-voiced college boys pretending to be on acid and singing garbage called `Ego Trip'.

Wank, wank, wank… what a life.

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People slag them 'cos they can't play properly and they get it all wrong.

ADG 422 In other words they would think I was a slag.

ALL 738 The pit in the sand, now filled with burning liquid, was forming a scum of slag.

ARJ 1938 And quite often the child herself is frightened that if her complaint is known she'll be labelled a `;slag';.

ARS 690 In such cases the addition of organic matter, slag, or lime will be essential if the farming system is to be maintained without a drastic drop in fertility and production --; or the breakdown of soil structure which ultimately leads to the same thing.

ARS 693 Nevertheless basic slag is an artificially produced fertilizer, and its acceptance by organic farmers who reject `;artificials';, poses a dilemma.

ARS 694 It is enough to say here that slag should be used sparingly as a soil conditioner from time to time, and not as a routine crop food.

I looked up 'slag' one of my fav. english words xD

Oh, we should all get into the spirit of this wonderful new site. What words shall we pick next?

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That's because I have So. Much. Music. It appeals to my right brain because I can become absorbed and transformed in/by it, and to my left brain because I can organize it all like an organizing thing.

I would enjoy it if you posted more, yes. And also, sometimes a few details about you and your life, maybe. That's what locks are for, my sugar.

But even if you don't, there is really very little chance that you'll fall off my radar, or that of many on your flist. I mean. You're a BNF, you are. :-)

You're a BNF, you are.

Ah fame, she is fleeting! In fact, my local Starbucks does not even recognize my slashy greatness, but charges me the same rate as the other plebes.

Yeah, I did get the "post more about yourself" thing from the originator, but I started small.

I'm glad to see you posting too. ♥

I'm trying! But time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' into the future.

(prizes if you recognize the lyric!)

Hahaha. I could sing it, but I don't know the name of the song. ;) How many points do I get for that?

Psst, it's Fly Like an Eagle by the Steve Miller Band.

Not that it was played at my junior high prom or anything.

You shall never be forgotten. :-D

Is it because I owe someone money???

So have you poked around Miyamoto Kano's yaoi yet? *pimppimppimpitypimp*

All the ones you sent me links to? I read and fell in love. *sigh* Her art is soooo beautiful and the story just tugs at my heart. *melts* :-)

Clearly I am a wank amateur.

Also, great to see you. I am equally guilty of the posting lags, so I can't shame you about posting, but I do encourage you.

I imagine these great posts in my head, but alas, they never make it into actual LJ-land. Waah!

You should just do what I do, and post about the madness that lives inside your brain!

Unless you have no madness in your brain. In which case, lucky. (On the other hand, you just made a post entirely about the word wank. So.)

Yes, R., leave it to you to point out the entirely sensible logic that leads you to your irrefutable conclusion. In my defense, I can argue that I am normal, if by normal you mean someone who follows the butterfly of thought to some unusual yet still within-this-world conclusion. How's that? If I can't argue logically, I'll confuse you with big words. :-D

I made a conclusion? Go me! :P

You said;
I imagine these great posts in my head, but alas, they never make it into actual LJ-land. Waah!

I SO identify. ;p

*hugs*