Scarlet Pimple

But Johnboy--I distinctly remember you saying "on her pie" not IN her pie.... :015: I suppose that means you whole hand(s) is covering the said item--going for broke, like? :002: Anyway what have I started here--I am almost afraid to comment now in case this thread get's moved before I have a chance to see your reply...Ha!? And Johnboy I am much older than you --but can still appreciate a good laugh when I see one. Obviously you also have a fan in the FW , maybe even a woman after your own heart so to speak. Now I await ...........your call. :003:

Yup, Charles, it must be something to do with generations---I don't have much of a clue what you are talking about either. :005: It's like who is Poin and Poinsetta--if you get my poin-t. After all I have just learnt about toe-in and toe-in'- in't-right re my car. And with that new electronic injection stuff they tell me we don't need a carburettoror distributor cap any more. changes, changes. And when I heard on the tele recently that we will soon be having s-x with our computers I must say that I :015:woke up from my sixtogenarian slumbers but my hearing was so bad that I just could not make out what they were saying----knocking the ear trumpet doesn't seem to work as well as it used to but knocking-up the lap top may soon solve all my problems ..... :015:

Johnboy: :002: Aye..or in her EYE fer heaven's sake. :016: That's a naughty comment for a old boy--after all you must be old or you would not be afraid to show your age in your profile, huh? :003: As for Annie--l ike her spirit--she puts up with quite a lot from him-- Jim has a tendency to interrupt her too often ; I mean she is only chattering on in terms of her mandate..eh?--must be getting a good pay..to stay..the day.

Is he really worth that? :notworthy 01:

Must be nice to be a seer. Exiles just have hopes and dreams. Without the ICT site I would not even know the score, beejabbers. :003:

Surprisingly Jim Traynor was bearable for a change.You could almost like the fella. Apart from the fact that he is often quite peremptory and semi-scathing (with a smile) with his female assistant. Doesn't like her getting too much airtime ---"it's my show you know so...wheest will you". She can cope but whether she will be on the air with Jim for long remains to be seen--has stuff going for her and a finger in other pies. I only tune in for information, anyway ....... :004:

Under this category can also be lumped the poor turnout--not exactly designed to lift the atmosphere and team to great heights---- this particularly true in view of the fact that apparently St Mirren brought at least one thousand or more with them. Commentator on radio could only speculate as to how many but referred to ''the thousands that came North to support St Mirren". So, about 2000 to 3000 home fans in the park for an SPL first game....? :017:

Listening to the commentary on the BBC radio I was struck by how unenthusiastic it was by Kerredine Issadane--I wondered if there was a game being played in the first half. I liked Alan Kernaghan's comments though--staedy head he seems to have, screwed on right. It also sounded as if the team were not up for it--like the spirit was down or they still thought that this was a bit of a bounce game during the off season-- and I do feel that they took St Mirren lightly. Frankly, the whole feeling for me was .....ominous for the future. Scary dark feelings.... :009: However, it sounds as if Rankin is a player with class and he appears to have vison and can read the play.When his confidence improves he could be an outstanding play-maker. Maybe Brewster did get to these players since Dods did not seem to be focused on the game or his role for this one. Better get a grip at the back or ICT's much vaunted defence will be anything but.... Dargo will have to stop this diving nonsense if future employers are going to take him seriously. Already he is the subject of comment from outside and he does neither himself as a future professional nor his team any credit by quacking at the ref or diving like a swallow at the drop of a hat. Point is that he has too much talent to taint it totally so early in a promising career. :019:

Charles In my day they were referred to as ..schoolboys and schoolgirls. Now they are students. In my day they were reasonably well-dressed, mostly school blazer, flannel pants, tie etc. Nowadays they look as if their pants are all about to completely fall off, and most "Students" look as if they have been dragged through a hedge backwards. And they look at me and call me an old fashioned fort; why life is soooo unfair. IHE FW suggested you would get a raise if you were seen to be pressing yourself up against her during your exercises. Why, mercy, don't worry about the money aspect man, just enjoy your raise .Never look a gift horse in the mouth so to speak....... :015:

FW-- I am wondering whether you are a car buff or a bare buff. Choosing the wrong answer may force you to buff up your image. Oh my--life does buffet you around from time to time....eh? C'mon the Buffs. Just kidding. :004: :003: :015:

Scotty--worse than yours is where these pre-programmed machines call you up with a sales pitch--you pick up the 'phone then put your finger on the button to stop the call; nothing happens and you have no choice but to listen to the whole spiel before you can get rid of this intrusive menace.

Young people in Canada who raise their voice at the end of a sentence...like. I don't understand Australians anyway so I don't give a tuppeny toss whether they do this also? Slow drivers who get in my way when I am doing 120kph on my way to work. travelling illegally in the HOV lane. That and slower drivers who occupy the HOV(High Occupancy Vehicles ) lane on the freeway when I want to pass. They are usually small, wear hats, are myopic and will never ever get into the inside lane voluntarily. Best way to shift them--hang back 40 yards so that your high beams hit them straight in the mirrors..Hoch! Hoch! Scarlet's world is so crazy he doesn't really care about anything bothering hin nowadays --oh, yes, one exception- long-time customers of your business who know you well, love your work, will pay eventually but need begging letters to part with the money. Thinks...another exception or two--dishonest persons, bad-mannered persons and traitors. Otherwise life is ........a ruddy big challenge. Grrrrr! :clapping04: :

Eh am not amused. A haemmorhoidectomy should be re-named horridhorrificectomy. There, there, IHE ...come to Uncle Scarlet who knows all about your individual condition having gone through said op plus more in his life. Simply put----don't have the op. It's not the cutting and the stuffing back up of the veins after them being sewn up that hurts, it's the passing of the fecal matter over the wounds which induces copious bleeding and pain so intense that you won't even be able to get youir leg up over the side of the bath since you will be lying on the flair, matey. But having fallen into the bath things do improve--slightly. Mind you that was some 40 years ago so I am sure they have developed different techniques now--probably lasers burning the bleeders up instead of cutters ..p.s. don't wake up in the middle of the op for heaven's sake, the smell of burning flesh will make you swoon. And, whatever you do, don't ask to either see the excised objects or the operation video.....believe me, nowadays that will cost you an arm and a leg (figuratively speaking of course). Now here 's a wee tip..for you my dear ....wash carefully after each "passing" moment, dry nicely and apply warm and then cold water --ice is good. Watch your diet carefully, plenty of fruit and vegetables, lots of water (MANDATORY) at least 64 ounces per day, no purgatives to speak of, don't inflame the situation by allowing inflammation to get out of hand. And you must pass a motion every day ,preferably in the seclusion of your bathroom rather than at the Board Room table..... I'm sure you will be all right and, seriously, I am reliably informed that the modern operation is a cakewalk compared to those done in 1966. Please do not try to cauterise them yourself or you may end up like young King Edward the second who died after the Nobles in his land became pissed off with him and rammed a red hot poker up his bottie to teach him a lesson which I AM RELIABLY INFORMED HE NEVER FORGOT... in the meantime....no long driving journeys! But, if you are in real need of advice IHE my heart goes out to you like a true brother and just ask Scotty to give you my email address and I will give you a nice free consultation over the telephone with some other good tips. Meantime, if any one on here has got, or is about to suffer, a rectal fissure speak up and Dr Scarlet will opine on that too. I think I preferred the piles ....... :004:

Just watch the cape dear boy....when I throw it over my left shoulder with gay abandon I am after your tea pot...and the tea leaves within..... Time to go back to the Daleks ..awful young looking Dr Who, the noo :002:

:016: we'll have to stop meeting like this. :002:

One day the inimitable Scarlet will go to a game with the irrepressible IHE --and probably will wind up being thrown out by the unbearable stewards in an impossible scenario of "it wisnae us, it wiz they guys doon the front....." This followed by an unexpected protest to the ref followed by an unctuous apology from the Management all of which will be understandably unpopular furra reason that the baying crowd needs someone to blame when the game on ra park is so boring that the great unwashed gets uppity and needs to point a finger at someone just to start a right-down -regular rammy to lighten up their pathetic lives. Meantime, back at the ranch, the pious pair will have slipped under the stand un-noticed , unloved and in their undies--the understanding being that the outer raiment was ripped off in an uncharacteristic fracas of the survival of the fittest won by the old farts just in the nick of time by wily guile which trumped youthful aggression. The opposition having mounted a full frontal attack with a view to re-arranging said old forts' attire with a view to encouraging full frontal nudity. The final curtain will come down on a scene of utter bewilderment with the occupants of "the under the stand" being cosseted by the ICT lady fans with soothing whimpers of "there, there, boys, stop your nervous twitchings ; it's all over now bar the shouting...Er..and there is plenty of that up above". Aye ,and the ref had lost total control with the players having got the whiff of something and throwing themselves into the melee; the Managers of the respective clubs were hammering each other with their billiard balls wrapped in their powder puffs inside their hankies, the linesmen were on their cells phoning the cops who had long ago decided that discretion was the better part of valour and were phoning the Super to say that the traffic lights 100 metres from the ground had stuck and delayed their entry to the park. Then the linesmen got a whiff of the same something which later turned out to be IHE's dried tea leaves being surreptitiously smoked in a Meerscham pipe by the Squirrel in the bog under the stand, tried to trample the Squirrel to get at the stuff and were prevented from doing real damage by the same ladies administring to the prostrate oldies because they could not bear to allow damage to anything soft and fluffy bearing in mind that squirrels were already dying out in the U.K. Everybody escaped relatively unscathed and later mused that it had been a great match give or take a few heart-stopping moments and a few bruises ... Well, that's my cuppa tea finished and I am off to sleep off the effects. Wheest, IHE, send me the recipe soon willya?... 'till the next :015:time......eh?

IHE you are only tea-sing us---you old devil , you :001:

Dodgy Dosdsy then? Maybe it should be Dogged Dodsy, doggone it? :015:

Yes. Progress will be slow--meaning cautious and canny. Good--for now. :006: And it should not be the chaos as in Dundee United F.C. Brewster, Brewster all the way He's not doing so well but he's on big pay His boss is demanding that he gets some top players Looks like he will have to turn to his soothsayer. IHE--there's a call from some guy named Wayne and Shuster--did I get it right? :016:

It's easy to understand why DS must be pulling his hair out. DUFC have now unsettled things at ICT just before an important testing first match. And if they DO get any of the players as a result of this most recent approach it will now make DS and/or the management at ICT look indecisive---or desperate for money. Speculation--wrong move Mr Brewster, you are stuffed mate. :019:

I H E ====Immanent Humourous Eminence. The Concise Oxford English Dictionary further defines our sage in the following terms:- Immanent-- (of the supreme being); pervading the Universe; TRANSCENDENT It does not say, however, that His Eminence is grise-y , just...slippery. :015: :notworthy01: :notworthy01: :015:

In 1959 bought a 1935 MG open tourer from some sharpie garage in Norbury South London.. Yellow with red upholstery--dazzled the young man's eyes I can tell you. Paid 100 quid and it broke down at the first traffic lights--trudged back to sharpie and demanded money back--settled for 50 quid and a black look. I was utterly penniless at the time being paid only 500 pounds a YEAR by the Royal Bank of Scotland whilst staying in Streatham, S.London. Moved to a Morris minor which did sterling service.Then a Vauhhall Viva SL 90 which was a terrific small car---once did 100 mph on the Glasgow to Edinburgh freeway and thought I was just flying. Sold it for a large impressive-looking Vanden Plas Princess with a Rolls Royce 4litreR engine-strangely this one did not have a great torque but it sure rode well. Then Canada and my cars included a beautiful-looking Pontiac Grand Prix , then mostly new Honda Civics every other year, a Ford 250 Truck (smallish truck for Canada but had guts and great acceleration), and finally a Plymouth (now Dodge )fully-loaded minivan with a 3.3 litre engine which has proved to be the most comfortable and powerful of them all. Wife has a 2003 Hyundai Accent which has good MPG but sparse on comfort--peppy engine though on the freeway once you get the revs up. No use resting a car, work it hard and if nothing collapses then you can get a lot of mileage out of it--doesn't do to leave it idle in the garage or drive it slowly-it just coughs & slutters. :003:

Depends on what is in the contract signed between the Agent and Rankin. If it says a certain percentage then I don't see at all why the club should fork out anything else for the Agent. The rub is ...where was his fee supposed to come-from in the contract terms, out of the transfer fee or out of the player's Bank account? :sleep01:

Well, it's not often that IHE gets the last word since, by one of his previous admissions, he normally does not get further down the thread than one third of the way. :002: So we should feel flattered that he has stuck to his guns all the way through and I doooo enjoy his badinage not to mention his pitchers .... :004 (either quaffing pitchers or visual images pitchers--s'up to you, shrug.... :004:) Not to pick anyone else out but Caley D you have altogether too much talent in the pictures and graphics Department for your own good. Never being a great drawer myself so I am insanely jealous at people with artistry in their veins....grrr...and Scotty thank goodness that we always can expect thoughtful common sense responses from you to balance out all the crazies (including moi) that seem to derive great pleasure and emotional sustenance by coming on here... geez I wonder why we keep doing that anyway it's a tonic mateys..Ha! :016:

I consulted Confucious : he says : Agents serve a purpose in so far as they neutralise negotiations between player and Management- i.e. it doesn't make the player look too greedy and everybody expects the Agent to try to get as much cash for the player as possible because he /she probably is on a percentage of the deal. All this understood in a cynical , but not necessarily favourable, kind of way. Players also may be either too young and/or inexperienced to feel comfortable in such a situation and may also be easy to be taken advantage of (that is if you like ending a sentence with a preposition). The smarter and/or more mature player probably would save himself a lot of grief and money by conducting his own negotiations--let's face it you can't get blood out of a stone and water usually finds it's own level anyway so what has a player got to lose by working the deal himself--unless he has signed a contract with the agent.. Hopefully tomorrow will bring enlightenment ... :003: