For a city that hosts the worlds largest festival of theater, comedy, film, books, uh...dance, ale, uh...oh, art....anyway, they do a hell of a lot during the festival in Edinburgh. It's like a college town: there's probably NOTHING to do for the rest of the year. Anyway, for a city so culturally elevated, I thought that this kiddie thunderdome was a bit depraved. But it looked fucking awesome. I didn't stick around to see which of the two kids who entered was lucky enough to leave. I had to catch Pappy's Fun Club.
Ooh, maybe I'll write them a review. Maybe they'll link to superimportant. And then superimportant Word can spread further and grander.
Pappy's Fun Club. They made me feel like I was stoned, in a living room, with four hilarious idiots with bad jokes. This is totally a good thing. It sure doesn't sound good though. Hm. Well, Take my word for it. These 4 guys are like your buddies. Those dudes who just screwed around all the time, and put you in stitches, peeing your pants because their jokes were so dumb they were funny. They've got that knack. The knack to tell a terrible, hackneyed joke, acknowledge it, and make the acknowledgement funnier than the joke. They're infectious like that. Yeah, maybe they were in a tent in Edinburgh, so what? You still had to pay to see them. 6 pounds. Hey, does anyone know how to make the British Pound symbol on an american keyboard? Or the Euro? Let me know. It might come in handy.
So yeah. The Thunderdome. Two Kids Enter. One Kid Leaves. If you got bored from watching decent theater like Pappy's Fun Club, you could stroll down to the massive touristy area by the National Gallery, and watch the kids go at it. Absolutely brilliant. I commend the Edinburgh touristy bureau on that one. It was almost more entertaining than the military bagpipe band. In fact, now that I remember, one of their final tunes was "Everything I do, I do it for you" - that regrettable Bryan Adams chart-topper from Robin Hood. "16 weeks at the top of the charts" the announcer said. 16 of the worst weeks of my life, they were. And they played it for tourists in a castle in the capital of Scotland. Fuck that. The thunderdome was much much better.
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Pappy's fun club... An other messy link. Is it the low blood alcohol level?
Hey, does anyone know how to make the British Pound symbol on an american keyboard? Or the Euro?
What is it you do for a living again?
In mac £ is simply "alt" + "3" and € is "alt" + "4"
loved the last paragraph!
oh no, that link is correct. i got it directly from the Pappy's Fun Club website. You just clearly don't understand humor. Aaaand thanks for the currency shortcuts, you snide motherfucking asshole. For the record: I do nothing for a living right now, technically. But on the side, I am lazy.
Nothing with a side of lazy... Nice! Apparently your 3 weeks crash course in sarcasm was most prolific. Graduating w honours. Congrats. And you're right, humour has never been my strong point. Now, may I suggest a drink to calm your nerves.
;-)
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