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Kelsius

Posted in Uncategorized by stripedcat on 31/01/2009

ovvero…

fahrenheit –>celsius–>dr kelso–>kelsius

versione nonsensical e politically un-correct del servizio fornito dalla trasmissione di radio3 fahrenheit.

buttiamo su questo post tutte le nostre ricerche di libri, film, dischi introvabili. pare che questo sia uno degli HOBBY (parola in via di estinzione dal 1976: riabilitiamola!) piu’ diffusi tra gli aboozers.

se qualcuno per caso stava cercando i vibes del sound of bristol o dell’acid jazz di camden town, go tuto mi’…cerco invece la serie completa dei muppet show (sesame street) perche’ non mi va di comprarla…

pirateria

Posted in Uncategorized by aboz on 31/01/2009

I link alla sit-com segnalataci da stRipedCat sono fantastici.

Non credevo facessero davvero serie sull’IT: me la devo procurare…

Vi suggerisco di vedere pure questo: è sulla pirateria, la nota pubblicità. A tratti sembrano i Monty Python.

zanily yours

aboz

Sungh’io

Posted in Uncategorized by keter1 on 30/01/2009

Ci sono momenti in cui mi dispiace moltissimo di non avere la televisione!

Sul sito di Repubblica però ho avuto l’opportunità di vedere un pezzo di Grande effetto. La potete vedere qui.

Moscinior, Moscinior!

E lui che non si mai capito cosa dicesse, dice solo Maria, Maria.

Del resto se i lefebvriani vengono riesumati e riconsegnati al mondo per diffondere le loro tesi, un esorcista era proprio quello che ci voleva!

Lei è stupenda. Adoro gli stivaletti!

Purtroppo non son riuscita a capire il nesso tra le braccia nude che impediscono l’ingresso a San Pietro, e la situazione di cui si lamentava Sungh’io.

A voi Abozers risovere l’arcano.

I’m sorry, are you from the paaast?!?

Posted in Uncategorized by stripedcat on 29/01/2009

hilarious moments with the IT Crowd…I discovered it while rummaging in my favourite forum… 😀 enjoy!!

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=gt9j80Jkc_A

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=d82Lq2rVB_4&feature=related

and the best, qCdP,-style,  with CZECH SUBTITLES….proudly brought to you by stripedcat!

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=95Ag2VjfY70&feature=related

customer complaint

Posted in Uncategorized by aboz on 29/01/2009

[riceviamo e volentieri pubblichiamo]

[http://uk.news.yahoo.com/blog/editors_corner/article/11975/]

This is a letter recently received by the Virgin Atlantic customer complaints team and is currently being hailed on news blogs, such as this one on The Telegraph <http://www.telegraph.co.uk/travel/travelnews/4344890/Virgin-the-worlds-best-passenger-complaint-letter.html>  as possibly the funniest customer complaint letter ever.

We called the Virgin Atlantic press office and they confirmed they received the letter and that Richard Branson himself called the author to thank him for the feedback.

Here’s the letter:

Dear Mr Branson

REF: Mumbai to Heathrow 7th December 2008

I love the Virgin brand, I really do which is why I continue to use it despite a series of unfortunate incidents over the last few years. This latest incident takes the biscuit.

Ironically, by the end of the flight I would have gladly paid over a thousand rupees for a single biscuit following the culinary journey of hell I was subjected to at the hands of your corporation.

Look at this Richard. Just look at it:

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I imagine the same questions are racing through your brilliant mind as were racing through mine on that fateful day. What is this? Why have I been given it? What have I done to deserve this? And, which one is the starter, which one is the desert?

You don’t get to a position like yours Richard with anything less than a generous sprinkling of observational power so I KNOW you will have spotted the tomato next to the two yellow shafts of sponge on the left. Yes, it’s next to the sponge shaft without the green paste. That’s got to be the clue hasn’t it. No sane person would serve a desert with a tomato would they. Well answer me this Richard, what sort of animal would serve a desert with peas in:

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I know it looks like a baaji but it’s in custard Richard, custard. It must be the pudding. Well you’ll be fascinated to hear that it wasn’t custard. It was a sour gel with a clear oil on top. It’s only redeeming feature was that it managed to be so alien to my palette that it took away the taste of the curry emanating from our miscellaneous central cuboid of beige matter. Perhaps the meal on the left might be the desert after all.

Anyway, this is all irrelevant at the moment. I was raised strictly but neatly by my parents and if they knew I had started desert before the main course, a sponge shaft would be the least of my worries. So lets peel back the tin-foil on the main dish and see what’s on offer.

I’ll try and explain how this felt. Imagine being a twelve year old boy Richard. Now imagine it’s Christmas morning and you’re sat their with your final present to open. It’s a big one, and you know what it is. It’s that Goodmans stereo you picked out the catalogue and wrote to Santa about.

Only you open the present and it’s not in there. It’s your hamster Richard. It’s your hamster in the box and it’s not breathing. That’s how I felt when I peeled back the foil and saw this:

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Now I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking it’s more of that Baaji custard. I admit I thought the same too, but no. It’s mustard Richard. MUSTARD. More mustard than any man could consume in a month. On the left we have a piece of broccoli and some peppers in a brown glue-like oil and on the right the chef had prepared some mashed potato. The potato masher had obviously broken and so it was decided the next best thing would be to pass the potatoes through the digestive tract of a bird.

Once it was regurgitated it was clearly then blended and mixed with a bit of mustard. Everybody likes a bit of mustard Richard.

By now I was actually starting to feel a little hypoglycaemic. I needed a sugar hit. Luckily there was a small cookie provided. It had caught my eye earlier due to it’s baffling presentation:

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It appears to be in an evidence bag from the scene of a crime. A CRIME AGAINST BLOODY COOKING. Either that or some sort of back-street underground cookie, purchased off a gun-toting maniac high on his own supply of yeast. You certainly wouldn’t want to be caught carrying one of these through customs. Imagine biting into a piece of brass Richard. That would be softer on the teeth than the specimen above.

I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was relax but obviously I had to sit with that mess in front of me for half an hour. I swear the sponge shafts moved at one point.

Once cleared, I decided to relax with a bit of your world-famous onboard entertainment. I switched it on:

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I apologise for the quality of the photo, it’s just it was incredibly hard to capture Boris Johnson’s face through the flickering white lines running up and down the screen. Perhaps it would be better on another channel:

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Is that Ray Liotta? A question I found myself asking over and over again throughout the gruelling half-hour I attempted to watch the film like this. After that I switched off. I’d had enough. I was the hungriest I’d been in my adult life and I had a splitting headache from squinting at a crackling screen.

My only option was to simply stare at the seat in front and wait for either food, or sleep. Neither came for an incredibly long time. But when it did it surpassed my wildest expectations:

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Yes! It’s another crime-scene cookie. Only this time you dunk it in the white stuff.

Richard…. What is that white stuff? It looked like it was going to be yoghurt. It finally dawned on me what it was after staring at it. It was a mixture between the Baaji custard and the Mustard sauce. It reminded me of my first week at university. I had overheard that you could make a drink by mixing vodka and refreshers. I lied to my new friends and told them I’d done it loads of times. When I attempted to make the drink in a big bowl it formed a cheese Richard, a cheese. That cheese looked a lot like your baaji-mustard.

So that was that Richard. I didn’t eat a bloody thing. My only question is: How can you live like this? I can’t imagine what dinner round your house is like, it must be like something out of a nature documentary.

As I said at the start I love your brand, I really do. It’s just a shame such a simple thing could bring it crashing to it’s knees and begging for sustenance.

Yours Sincererly…


Il grande capo indiano

Posted in Uncategorized by keter1 on 28/01/2009

la notizia è questa:

Appena letto sono rimasta addirittura sconvolta! Non poteva essere vera! Un ballerino GAY??????????? Impossibile. Il primo caso nella storia, fra l’altro, di un uomo che sprizza virilità da tutti pori!

Per fortuna è arrivata la smentita. Posso finalmente tornare a  dormire sonni tranquilli.

La mia banca è differente….

Posted in Uncategorized by keter1 on 28/01/2009

………infatti mi cambia i soldi del Monopoli e le fiches (non quelle scortate), in soldi veri!

Ma dico io, ma si può sentire una notizia del genere?

http://www.repubblica.it/2009/01/sezioni/esteri/norvegia-soldi-monopoli/norvegia-soldi-monopoli/norvegia-soldi-monopoli.html?ref=hpspr1

Si merita proprio un bel premio!

Speriamo che il prossimo stipendio non ce lo paghino con i rotoli di carta igienica venduti da Dmail!

Zanily

Le coincidenze continuano

Posted in Uncategorized by keter1 on 26/01/2009

ABoZ è un blog culto. Ovvero, si introduce un argomento qualsiasi nel blog e subito dopo qualcuno parla di fatti o cose collegate a quanto espresso nel blog.

Stasera alla radio, programma Dispenser, Si parla di un libro: Colui che gli dei vogliono distruggere di Gialnluca Morozzi.

qui sotto la quarta:

terra l: un mondo quasi uguale al nostro, a parte qualche rilevante
differenza. fra i tetti di bologna, su terra l, vive un supereroe. si
chiama leviatan. i suoi poteri cambiano ogni dodici ore, in maniera
incontrollabile. da più di un secolo difende l’umanità da ogni
pericolo. nella sua identità segreta, leviatan si fa chiamare daniel,
vende dischi e
fumetti rari ed è fidanzato con un’isterica scrittrice di romanzi
erotici. che è innamorata di leviatan. su terra l vive anche un altro
eroe, un uomo che, sbucato dal nulla a new york nei primi anni
sessanta, ha scritto tutte le canzoni più famose della storia della
musica. si chiama johnny grey. artisti come david bowie o lou reed,
privati del proprio sfogo artistico, sono diventati folli
supercriminali, sempre impegnati in macchinazioni che leviatan deve
sventare.
terra prima: il nostro mondo rassicurante e familiare. qui i supereroi
vivono soltanto nei fumetti, e david bowie e lou reed sono rispettate
rockstar. su terra prima, un musicista di nome kabra ha pochi giorni
per scrivere la canzone che rilancerà i despero, la sua storica band,
e sfuggire ai tentativi di seduzione della bella elettra, chitarrista
talentuosa e pazza. nella sua tragicomica odissea, preda di una
terribile crisi creativa, si imbatte in un edicolante che blatera di
supereroi e di supercriminali dai
nomi molto noti… un romanzo come non se ne sono mai visti prima,
singolare e coinvolgente, che affronta i temi del bene e del male,
della solitudine, della confusione contemporanea, della creazione
artistica. saltando da un universo all’altro in un’alternanza di toni
e di vicende, e di invisibili, inattesi varchi tra i due mondi.

ma la cosa che mi ha stupefatto è che il Leviatan ha due facce: quella di Giovanni Cusacco e quella di Chianu Ariva.

Coincidenza?

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FdVE

Posted in Uncategorized by aboz on 26/01/2009

Tiffany … ti fà!”

colta al volo nel dialogo delle due aboozers in trasferta…

Sfido, chiunque, a decifrare l’acronimo (latino)

aboz

abooz google rank

Posted in Uncategorized by aboz on 26/01/2009

cari aboozers tutti

è mio piacere informarvi che googlando il nostro acronimo, il blog risulta quarto (sia pure “di sponda”…)

come abozers siamo invece primi da tempo

wow

🙂