I learnt about the secrets of belly-button fluff:
www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/4883791/Revealed-The-secrets-of-belly-button-fluff.html

You read the TELEGRAPH??????????????? :o

No, I followed a link a friend posted on Facebook. Did you learn something there? :P

What, about Facebook links or belly button fluff? :lol:

Or the fact that the TELEGRAPH prints such nonsense? :D

Or the fact that someone has too much time on their hands and should get on with their dissertation or some other such student - type malarkey? :blink:

*smirks*

I learnt that Community Police are more useless than I thought.

Sooner they ditch these non crime fighter morons the better.

I learned that the Board Overlords wont let you use the word "willy" (that's c o c k) and automatically change it to "willy".

See, I tried to type "c o c k" without the spaces, and it came out as "willy".

Which is why the first line of this post doesn't make sense.

Try it and see!

What a willy-and-bull-story. Cocking cockerels. Cockfosters.

willy

cocks

How strange that one can add a suffix and get through the censorship barrier!

(apologies that this sounds like a prepubescent posting, but I'm fascinated by the concept. Does it work with any other words?)

c0ck.

Nick, don't you remember that Ste set the board's willy controls manually because you kept complaining that your school computers prevented you from accessing pages with the words shizzle, fupp, kahunt, willy, bawlucks etc. We were all quite happy to keep saying willy but it was apparently your machine that stopped us!

I learned Paracetamol is lethal to Snakes

Fcuk! The Overlords are in a state of flux. We currently have a huge red circle with a large exclamation mark that appears in the place of just about anything. And it's not my machine, it's the bloody mahussive server and firewall they operate. It stops words like "willy" but allows violent cartoon images depicting murder and drug addiction for our seven year olds!

Long live Lincolnshire!

The durian fruit is a large and smelly fruit that looks like a spiky fish, has the texture of mango and tastes of bad onions. The durian fruit continues to taste of bad onions long after you've eaten it.

I'm sure I ate some of that recently and it didn't taste of bad onions at all. More like white grapes, but a bit different.

I learnt that running water uses electricity. How else would they pump it to your house? It seems obvious now...

I also learnt some Welsh pronunciation.

I learnt that "The Thick of It" is genius.

I also learnt that transferring money takes too long (still no car).

another thing i've learnt whilst typing this is that the spell-checker thinks that "Learnt" is not a real word apparently, although the dictionary on my mac does...

Yep. Did you see "In The Loop" in the cinema?

Should be out on DVD soon, a day one purchase for me (funds permitting).

I learnt that National Express East Anglia (the train company) are a bunch of giant rubber breasts.

Y'see, I was sitting on a stopped train on Friday evening, when a guard came along and said I needed to go to "that platform there" to continue my journey. Apparently I'd missed the announcement 'cos I had my iPod in my ears. No big deal, happens a lot. So, I got off and went to "that platform there" and found a train marked 'out of service', so I naturally thought my one would be along soon afterwards. Nope, the 'out of service' train was the one I should've been on. If he'd said "that train there", it would've been different.

Wait an hour in the cold and rain for the next train to get me home at nearly midnight, or pay £22 for a cab to get there quickly and comfortably? Yeah, I'll go with the latter.

I learned that waterproof golf clothes can't withstand pouring rain. Got bloody soaked!!! :lol:

I wasted £20 possibly due to them recently. I ordered my ticket from their website but forgot to write the reference number down. It was the first time I've ever forgotten and at times in the past my card has been enough. The guy at Stoke Station couldn't find my booking on their system. What kind of a crap system is that? The train was Midland, so I don't know if it was the fault of National Express, Midland, Stoke Station, National Rail, all or other?? It was just before I went on holiday so I didn't have time to address an e-mail complaint to them all. I was going to do it when I got back but haven't got around to it yet...