Sounds like Wonko’s Asylum

My memory is soo bad that I’d probably forget all the useful stuff and remember things like how many dimples are on a golf ball or how to do a Rubiks cube as a baby.
I’d probably take the magic option.

My own family ancestors. If I’m never born I can never die, and become a god!
Reference from “Rant, and oral biography”

From personal experience I have seen far more great tits due to the increased temperature.

I’ve found bamboo underwear to be brilliant.

True detective season 1 - - so so good.

So they get 12 weeks holiday a year.
Minus weekends = 200.
Minus a handful of bank holidays = 195. You?

3 months! That’s nuts. No wonder Americans are behind in education, you’re never at school!

Maybe he did, maybe he didn’t, what did he maybe do?!

This makes me feel way too old.

In the UK their population needs to be controlled otherwise they will be a pest.
If left unchecked they will devastate tree populations.
If I recall correctly there was an estate who didn’t keep up with their deer culling and the army got called in with helicopters.

This happened to me the first time I listened to BADBADNOTGOOD.
Got through most of an album and thought “whoah, I’ve been listening to jazz for ages”.
Tried some other jazz and thought “Hmm, maybe not”

Back when I was young me and the missus spent months in a shitty van traveling around. Back then you could rock up outside the airport and find a van with the keys and paperwork and a note saying to take it as the previous owner had left.

I assume if you remember that you’re old enough to go outside now unsupervised too.

Don’t get me wrong, we have good days too but the weather can change in a heartbeat here. It’s what catches most people out, especially on the mountain, too many people head out thinking it’s a nice day then the weather changes, cold wet and zero visibility. Easy to get tired, lost and confused and needing to call mountain rescue only too find out they were only 10 minutes away from the car park.
I remember biking years ago in Wanaka and climbing at hang dog in golden bay on the south island. Beautiful place, can’t wait to go back, take my kids. It’s just so far away.

I don’t know where you live but the Scottish Highlands can produce some seriously “fuck this” weather. When you’re still hours away from home and the sleet and winds pick up, your soaked to the bone and hands too cold to pull the brakes, you look back on it with more fondness than you felt at the time.

“Glad to see it still works even though it’s got a hole in it”

We call this type 2 fun. It might not the most fun at the time but once you’re off the hill and having a pint you say it was the best time ever, because you survived.
Also allows to I’ve climbing and skiing.

Absolutly none. Can’t stand bananas. Need to wash my hands after peeling them for my kids when they were young.
Think it’s the weird texture.
And also the awful flavour.