the off-topic thread

All I want is a room somewhere far away from the cold night air,
With one enormous chair. Oh, wouldn't it be loverly?

I never understood why the size and quantity of seating is apparently such an issue

 

I just poured away my cup of tea by mistake, I dropped my apple on the way to my room, I have bruises everywhere, I ache, I'm tired, I can't stop thinking about someone, I am in a reflective mood and now I have the songs from Oliver in my head. Great!

 

And I just trapped my finger in a drawer!

 

Weird!

Ive had the bloody stupid tune for this in my head all day and wondered exactly the same thing Although i only questioned the size issue, as i thought it went "with an enormous chair"...its even sillier than i thought

 

Got a bangin eadache mayte, yeeeah!

 

*quick! call the Fire Brigade!*

 

Yes, it's completely impractical. I mean, what if she has guests over? Then they all have to sit on this one huge chair. Even if it is "enormous" enough that everyone can sit on it, they'd all be sitting together on this one massive chair with their legs dangling over the side. And it would completely dominate even the largest of rooms. What she wants is a number of smaller chairs - fine, they can be larger than average, if she likes big chairs - but surely a chair can only be so big and still comfortably be occupied by a single person. Any larger than a certain size and it becomes, I would suggest, significantly worse than a chair that is slightly smaller than normal. I just really don't think she's thought this through properly

 

Yesterday i bought two cds from HMV and my brother got two games from GameStation. Since it was a 3 for £10 deal i got the third one! SPONGEBOB THE MOVIE!!! haha... it rocks.. and it makes me laugh too - but i never did see the movie.

The cds i got was Jeff Buckley - Grace... (I LOVE IT!!) and Paramore - Riot (I love this one too but who knew - theyre christian... I never noticed xD Theyre like great.)

 

Ahh you see I'm on her wavelength! One enormous chair would be brilliant, you could all sit cross legged, food on your laps, everyone being to able to chat. I want one now!

I quite like the idea of one big communal chair, the bigger the better I say!

 

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Why not just have a padded floor? If your chair was that big, imagine how tall the legs would be, you'd need ladders to get up onto it, it would waste all the floor space, cram up the room, and how would you even get it through the door to begin with? Like Eliza Doolittle, I fear you haven't fully anticipated the consequences of these rash words...

 

Oh but I have!

It would obviously be a DIY chair. And the legs wouldn't necessarily have to be much higher than on a regular chair as long as they were pretty sturdy.

I have spent all week in a room with padded floor and walls - really don't want to spend anymore time in one!

You could actually live on an enormous chair if you wanted to, these little chairs would be laughed at.

 

I think you're over-interpreting the evidence. I would suggest it's fairer to assume that the enormous chair would be structurally in proportion to the shape and design of a regular chair. Doolittle says nothing about actually building her own DIY chair, and such a chair as you propose could hardly be called a chair at all, it would essentially be a redesign of the chair as a thing we could no longer properly call a chair. In order for it to conform to the common definition of a chair I would suggest it requires proportionately sized legs, back and arms, and to be designed to seat one person - only a gigantic person. Further, I think we can infer from the context of the story that a) Doolittle is not an expert in DIY and would expect this to be a ready-made chair, only one of gargantuan proportions perhaps designed for a giant, and b) I think we can take as given that this is not a story about chair design proposing a revolutionary new concept of comfortable communal seating. Contextual evidence suggests that Doolittle would have neither the capacity nor inclination to revolutionise the home furnishings market...

 

Eliza oh Eliza.

 

Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, GOOSE!

 

Giant hogweed that flies. It flies around your bedroom and you get stung by its stem. It has a buzzing sound and then it lands on the corner of your bed where it prunes itself, before making a beeline toward the first human being in the room.

 

What have I gotten myself into????

 

They told me id be alright with my old passport. Now theyre teling me i need to get the new one with my new name. Its going to be too bloody late and there are a million forms and none are very clear at all and im panicking a lot! I remember getting my original took a month or so. Oh dear oh dear! Might keep my old name because i can tell you, im gettin on that plane!

 

Imagine this. You turn on tv and see this comedy. It is about some kid who gets a doll house for her christmas present. It was everything she ever wanted, but then because the ale was dry, some bloke fell on top of the dollhouse, destroying it. The kid was in tears, but everyone was so drunk, they all started falling about the floor laughing hysterical.

About as funny as a rabbit with duck feet sticking out of its head.

 

Sam dit- Samedi, ca me dit!
Rats tails, ox tails, old wives tales
I had a dream about a rat last night
My middle name is Carmel which does not contain two "a"s
My cakes collapsed
And im tucked away