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Everything posted by TQR
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*Rolls titles* Welcome back to the Shadow List thread, before the Joey Russ advert break we saw Prophet, Quim and Willz discussing their shadow lists...
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2018 - Quim's Queasy Quop is almost at the end of its decidedly average run. I'm out of the country from the 27th until 20th January, so I shall, in my signature, be unveiling 2019 - Leah's Legacy on Boxing Day. And the landscape has changed dramatically, with 25 brand new names, 20 carry-overs from 2018 (as things stand) and 5 returnees from 2017 - Fifty Frail Fatalities. I'm confident I'll do better this year, but then I was last year, wrongly.
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For legal reasons, that definitely didn't make me laugh
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The World of the Snowflake
TQR replied to Lord Fellatio Nelson's topic in DeathList extra-curricular
He's 13 stone and lives solely on air and meditation? I detect a distinct aroma of horse shit through these mints of his. -
'nother Placebo. Also tune.
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Congratuwelldone!
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What a tune!
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'Fraid not, no. Only a small handful of people here have got the muse in their head
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You come across all shy and coy
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Glad this one is quite cryptic too, I'm enjoying the role reversal
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Although I could be in this kind of mood...
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Nope. We're talking slightly more edgy themes than the whisky drink and the vodka drink.
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Damn that poor interpretation of mine Next song is from a British alternative rock band, one of their most successful to date. The lead singer described the song as immature and obscene.
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Novocaine. Thank you.
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Is it actually Eels? Susan's House? (If it is, I've spent about 10 minutes thinking of bands that aren't Eels but "close" to them)
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I'm not gonna lie, this one's driving me mad
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Keith Chegwin's coffin became the new Temple of the Body on this day last year. He was 60.
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In hindsight, that one was fucking easy. Next.
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Ooh, I got it by mere milliseconds! 1) Reached No.3 in UK charts in the late 90s 2) About 6 and a half minutes long 3) The song name is taken from a fictional character created by Douglas Adams
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Hit by The Sugarcubes?
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Foo Fighters of old, just one year after Kurt died. You can hear the tinges of Nirvana influence in this one.
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I'll stick with LĂȘ for now
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I don't do that many pools, but when I do, it's largely a painful experience. Still, no pain(sley), no gain(sley). Deathrace 2018: Fucking shit. Of my 20 picks, 16 are still alive. Scored shit all whilst the competition was going on. Even now, my running total is 684. My dog could've done better with a series of barks as a fucking entry. F Windy City: Fucking shit. Last standings update, I was in 17th place, though I got 140 points with GHWB since then. I know. Only 140. I put a big name that low. So far, so bad. D Shadow List: Fucking shit. Loads of dry patches during the year, and names that, by rights, should be long gone by now. And two names I dropped from last year's list have died. But it's not all bad; I've equalled last year's total of 13, and beaten the DL by a grand total of 1. B Deaths Of The Silver Screen: Fucking shit. No one has died so far. But then, it's a long game, not many people's picks have bore fruit so far, and I've still a shred of confidence. Nothing much to report on. C Oldest Living State Leaders: Fucking shit. That being said, I've only participated in three rounds so far. My picks are still breathing. I have Le Duc Anh at the moment. As drol will testify, that fucker isn't gonna die. The choice of a moron. D Advent Avalanche: Fucking shit. I set aside a name, and missed the start, like a first class tool. Wouldn't have won it anyway; the competition only lasted about 30 seconds, owing to a blinding shout by Banana. U Five4Three2One: Fucking shit for a lot of the year in this, my personal favourite pool. Luckily, I got a blinding start, and a couple of dribs & drabs of luck. Mediocre position in the standings. B- Inverse Survivor Pool: Fucking shit...would be an unfair summary. I'm still hit-free. And, looking at my record of picking who's gonna die, I'm clearly good at picking people who'll live a while, so I'm confident to a degree. A-
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Greg Lake stopped believing in Father Christmas on this day 2 years ago, aged 69.
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Whilst I sort of buy into your point regarding each name's levels of fame being taken into account, I then looked at your shadow list and counted 17 people whom I've never heard of. Kind of fucks the point goodbye really, doesn't it?