This is funny. My old roommate used to say “oh my god, Becky!” His sister’s name is Becky, so I always thought it was a family thing. He used it often enough I started using it. But you just used it so I googled and discovered it’s from a song. :smack:
It was probably all viral marketing for Spyderco.
I would never carry a Harpy just because Dr. Lecter did. I have more class than that.
I carry an Endura, like Repairman Jack.
I’ve been barred three times from pubs. Once for that, once for complaining about the beer, and once for just sitting there with a bloke who happened to have a motorcycle helmet on him (for his moped) when the pub had a sign on it that said “no bikers”.
Best story was my ex father-in-law who was having a pint with me, and went outside the pub to have a fag. He’s a big Glaswegian bloke and looks like he wouldn’t take any shit - even though he’s in his late sixties.
While he was standing outside the front door, these two shellsuit-wearing gurriers came up to him, and asked: “are we still barred?”
To which he replied sternly: “Yes you are. Now fuck off.” Then came back in, creased up with laughter.
All right-- who let the foreigner in? Can I get a translation service here?
a Shellsuit is an environment suit worn by the protoplasmic people of Gurra when traveling. It uses a sophisticated combination of anti-gravity, energy fields and high pressure pumps to compensate for changes in gravity and pressure. It can assume a number of forms, from a sphere, to a fully deployed 12-limbed state. However, it makes the Gurriers look like giant clams or arthropods, depending on deployment, hence the name.
It usually takes 20 minutes for it to assume in a new form. Some appearances are unwieldy, such as the ‘barred’ form, mentioned above, in which the posterior limbs and heat exchangers are stacked and folded. This form can cause mayhem in a crowded space like a tavern, so they don’t usually go into such a place until the suit has stabilized to a spherical or mantis form.
The ‘fuck off’ may have been species-ism, although it may have been an attempt at being polite. Some parts of Scotland (as well as South Central LA) have delighted in teaching our alien friends various profanities as greetings. Don’t be offended if a Taleq sticks out his paw and says ‘blow me’ in a strong Scottish accent.
Biggirl… in light of my posting sensibilites I will refrain from quoting your entire post #56, and simply say kudos. That made my friggin’ day.
No man you gotta send them shit’s back to Italy if you want to get them cleaned properly. 
Goddammit, Attack from the 3rd dimension, that was funny.
Thank you, thank you, I’ll be here all week, and don’t forget to tip your waitress.
im still here 
Well go away, you’re the least amusing part of this thread.
Tell me, Prada Boy-what kind of juvenile chickenshit do you spew when you don’t have a posse to back you up?
You never heard of Sir Mix-A-Lot? DUDE-that sucks.