We were lucky to even have spikes, let alone covered in hot lava. What are you a millionaire?Steampunk said:Uphill? All our training was up vertical cobbled walls. Not real walls, of course, but big, serrated spikes covered in hot lava. It was a wall to us.
We couldn't even dream of Jens Voigt. Chainsaws? We had to chop down trees with our bare hands, and we weren't allowed in until all 4532 trees were chopped down. And that was a good day.dimspace said:vertical, you where lucky... we used to cut our legs off and make bicylces from them, use our ribs for spokes, and younger brothers and sisters for wheels, and then cycle across a ceiling crawling with live snakes and deadly spiders, in our underwear, whilst being chased by jens voigt weilding a chainsaw.. and you tell the kids of today that and they wouldnt beleive you..
dimspace said:who wouldnt know..? someone whos been living in a box for the last thirty years..?
A box i hear you say
That's the trouble with kids today.Steampunk said:
You'd be surprised. I rolled out the "nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition" schtick in a lecture hall of 150 students the other day. Lots of confusion. And at that point, it's very difficult to explain.
We're not a particularly cultured humor society on the west side of the Atlantic. If it's not physical humor, we don't get it. And Irony means well-ironed. (Wait for the indignant response...).