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I'm currently bidding on (and winning) this - http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Macbook-early-2008-13-034-2-4ghz-core-2-duo-6gb-ram-500gb-hard-drive-/271668051043?_trksid=p2054897.l4275&autorefresh=true With a view to turning it into a dedicated "retro gaming" laptop. Emulators and things are so smooth these days, that will be running well above the spec's of even a PS2! And pairing up my PS3 controller to it I'll be able to mirror it to my iPad and use it as a wireless gaming mega monster. This is getting out of hand haha.

Metal Gear Solid. Shit yes. Can you remember getting the monthly demo discs in the PS1 magazine?

I love a nice useless thread. So I've got a week off work, can't go to work and can't really do much because of my ankle. I started going through some of the boxes from when we first moved house when I was 14 that have never been unpacked since. I found my Gameboy Colour, my Gameboy advance, my Playstation and my Sega Megadrive. I fired up my old PS1, and as soon as I heard this noise I was fully oh my god'ing. Probably the most memorable noise of my childhood. However I think my Playstation 1 has got a bit old in storage and it won't load a lot of the discs when it starts to get to anything with some graphics. So I've picked up my old PS3 controller, and linked it up to my iPad, downloaded RetroArch and gone through all of my old PS1 games and started playing them on my iPad. Oddly the games seem to run smoother on my iPad than they ever did on my Playstation. Maybe the memory and processing on my iPad is better than an old Playstation? So far I've been playing.. Then I fired up my old Gameboy, started playing Pokemon Silver. Oh yes! Sonic on the Megadrive I haven't really started playing yet because I've got it on my iPad anyway. Anybody else got any old consoles tucked away in boxes anywhere? I urge you to dig them out straight away, and marvel at how awesome old games are.

He is. I've just got to get my mate Pierre to change his name so I can call him Pierre, because obviously they can't have the same name. I text him, he hasn't replied.

He's fawn and black but he's got white ears. But what's really odd is that the rest of the litter are fawn and black.

His posting skills weren't as to the point as mine haha.

Highly likely, I haven't ever ridden a bicycle for anything other than a drunken form of transportation back from town.

Unlucky, this bitch is better than all of you chumps.

I reckon the blokes a legend, not many coppers around like that any more.

I spend probably 95% of my time on the internet getting f**ked off by reading the idiotic opinions of people who just seem to excel at making life really f**king hard for themselves. It isn't because they aren't allowed opinions and that their voicing of them annoys me, it is that their own opinions are incorrectly formed on incorrect knowledge and second hand opinions that have been shared by other people who also didn't have a clue. Today however, I saw three things which I whole heatedly agree with and simply have to share. Part one. Part two. And last but not least. www.kentonline.co.uk/tonbridge/news/brands-hatch-gatecrasher-admits-invading-25038/

Cooooookie.

This made me lol. There are many reasonable and responsible ways around this, which I've already considered. Scenario 1. Get home from work, decide to stop by friends for a catch up. Pick up the dog and take him with me. Dog can't come? Drop him off at my mums. Mum's not home? Girlfriend will be. Scenario 2. Fancy going away for the weekend? Doesn't happen, I only get 4 Saturdays a year off. I tend to do things on week days, In which case my mum and sister are home to look after the pooch, just drop him round there. Or take him with me if possible? Scenario 3. Seeing some cheap dog food and buying it. Wouldn't happen. Having had pedigree cats for 14 years I know how important a consistent diet is to pure breed animals. I currently pay an extortionate amount a week to feed my mum's Persian cats. So that'll be fine. Scenario 4. I want to do a track day. Answers are the same as scenario 2, or f**k it I'll bring him with. A dog is like a stepping stone to having children.

I have wanted a French Bulldog for about 6 years. I've also recently done my ankle in, so I'm home bound and a bit bored and fed up. Mum's friend wants a new Fiat 500. A plan is formulating. Yesterday I went out with my mum to one of her friends who has French Bulldogs and 4 pups who are about 5 weeks old. Just because I needed to get out of the house really. Got chatting with her about them, explained that I really wanted one and had done for ages but I wouldn't be able to have one of hers because I won't be moving into my new house until April ish and her puppy's will be long gone by then and I couldn't justify spending £1800 on a puppy that my mum would have to put up with in her house until I move out again. Mums friend explained a load of things I already knew about how perfect they are for young people who want a dog but don't have a huge house or lengthy time commitments to walk and exercise them daily and that they are basically just like Persian cats by a bit bigger. Then mum was like "well I don't mind, as long as you get him young enough so that he will live with the cats before you move out." The woman who's breeding them has cats anyway, so they're already cat friendly. As always happens when you play with puppies and kittens there's always one that you get attached to. There was this one little French Bulldog that was mental, he was all over the place and wouldn't leave me alone. Constantly sat on my feet until I picked him up, wrestling with all the other puppies and being a total lad, then he climbed up my body and fell asleep laid across my chest upright with his head on my shoulder. And stayed asleep on me like he was a baby as I walked around the house. He was radical. Kicked back for about half an hour whilst mum was talking to her, went to leave and mums friend said "I'll make sure he's looked after for you, he probably won't be vaccinated and house trained until after Christmas." I said "If you need anybody to look after them for you any time just let me know." She said, "Well why don't you come by next week and I will take you to one of my training classes and you can help make him obedient?" I said "I would love to but I really can't afford him, and I just can't justify the extra responsibility for mum before I move out. I'll swap him for a friends and family discount voucher from Fiat, that's worth £1750?" "I'll talk to my daughter." (She shares half the profit from breeding with her) Anywho, home we went. Mum got a text from her about two hours later. "Tell your son he can have the French pup he's been with all afternoon if he does me a good deal on a new car." Just need to get the ok from the lovely lady! She really wanted a small dog before she went travelling, just hope I can convince her a French Bulldog is the way forward.

Well it looks quite largely to me like he just gave it full left hand lock and the natural traction of the tires did the rest.

They do vary in ratio but not in strength or fitment, the gearbox will have a code stamped on it which will point you to the right replacement. 02J is fitted to all sorts, absolutely everything that shares the front end.

That's an 02J, boxes are available for £150. Easy to swap, keep the same linkage and everything for ease. But if you want to you could fit a facelift linkage to tighten it up a bit.

There's only a slim possibility it is an 02M. 02J's are weaker than warmed up Mars bars. What engine, and how many gears and I'll tell you what gearbox.

Whaaaat? Buy a boss, bolt it on, bolt the wheel to that and wire up a horn. You work at a car breakers but don't know how to fit an aftermarket steering wheel? Dafuq.

How does Mike have SO MANY problems with cars, I literally cannot understand it

f**king ligament f**king damage, f**king feet, f**king new f**king running f**king jacket f**king delivered f**king today f**king to f**king rub f**king it f**king in, f**king signed f**king off f**king work, go f**king f**k f**king yourself f**king. f**k. - Doctor has confirmed ligament damage. Today the swelling in my foot has got so bad I had to go home from work early and get an emergency doctors appointment. I've been signed off work, I'm going to miss handing over loads of cars for the end of the month which is going to cost me £1800+. Then the postman popped my latest piece of tasteless running kit through my door today. Just to rub it in.

Doesn't the 38 bit mean she's large enough to qualify for her own post code anyway?

Fell down a rabbit hole this morning running, been on crutches all day. Ankle isn't broken, probably ligament damage. f**k my life, there's my 6 month marathon goal out the window. Everybody at the gym found it truly hilarious carrying me around the gym so I could train my upper body. By no means am I the most dedicated athlete in the world EVARRRR, but since Bethan left me the gym and running has taken up a solid 2 hours of the 5 hours I get "free time" a day. So this is going to be a big setback for me. Pain is immense. I had to hobble home with a rotted fence post as a crutch. Luckily my mum had some crutches that she bought after surgery which I've been in all day. I don't think I will ever live down the embarrassment of my mum driving me to the gym and giving my PT her number to call her when he's done with me. It's an enlightening experience to see how disabled people deal with a lack of mobility though.

Women. How many times do women unlock their car, realise they've forgotten women related shit, go back inside, end up spending your money on eBay for half an hour then return to the car. It's clearly not a feature of benefit or designed to appeal to men.

Well for the keys to be in the ignition you've got to have opened the door. If the car is unlocked, once a door has been opened the car will never re-lock until you tell it to.

Yep, it will re lock if you don't open a door.