I'm in need of some education

[World's End Stella]

Are Pat Vegas and Viva Prat Vegas the same person as far as we know?

Thanks in advance.

[Pat Vegas]

Are Pat Vegas and Viva Prat Vegas the same person as far as we know?

Thanks in advance.

No. it even confused me.

[World's End Stella]

No. it even confused me.

But you are the real one right? Born in Canada, raised in the UK, used to play hockey, bit of a nutter (aren't we all) etc etc

[Burney]

No. it even confused me.

Do we know who the other chap is or used to be?

I've nothing against him - he seems a good egg - but the name confusion was very confusing before you got your avatar.

[Fash]

But you are the real one right? Born in Canada, raised in the UK, used to play hockey, bit of a nutter (aren't we all) etc etc

That's right, that's me.

[Pat Vegas]

But you are the real one right? Born in Canada, raised in the UK, used to play hockey, bit of a nutter (aren't we all) etc etc

:nod: 10 characters

[Pat Vegas]

Do we know who the other chap is or used to be?

I've nothing against him - he seems a good egg - but the name confusion was very confusing before you got your avatar.

not sure. But he mentioned standing in the North bank.

Therefore he must be an older pister than myself.

[Burney]

That's right, that's me.

Oh, ffs! :rolleyes:

[Sir C]

That's right, that's me.

You're supposed to be dead. Like Ian lavender.

[Viva Prat Vegas]

Are Pat Vegas and Viva Prat Vegas the same person as far as we know?

Thanks in advance.

Fash is the real Fash

The two Vegas pisters are a tribute act to Lord Fash
We are AWIMB's answer to Jedward

[Fash]

You're supposed to be dead. Like Ian lavender.

His name is a anagramism of Lean invader.

[Viva Prat Vegas]

Fash's green light is never on at the same time as that fake pister Pat Vegas
Look it is off now :sherlock:

[Burney]

His name is a anagramism of Lean invader.

Adrenal Vein? :yikes: Is that you?

[Ash]

Do we know who the other chap is or used to be?


I have a theory but am reluctant to share it.

[Burney]

I have a theory but am reluctant to share it.

Oh, go on, a, give us a clue.

[Sir C]

I have a theory but am reluctant to share it.

Viva Prat Vegas? Let's see, it's someone who's always cheerful, never offensive, apparently apolitical with a fully developed sense of perspective.

I'll be honest with you, I'm not sure such a person has existed on this board before.

[Ash]

Oh, go on, a, give us a clue.

Um, ok then.

Ian Lavender.

That's a clue, not the actual hypothetical identity of the poster.

[Sir C]

Um, ok then.

Ian Lavender.

That's a clue, not the actual hypothetical identity of the poster.

Right, let's work this out, Lenny Godber, Eric Morecombe, Rigsby?

[SWv2]

Fash's green light is never on at the same time as that fake pister Pat Vegas
Look it is off now :sherlock:

What fúcking green light?

[Ash]

What fúcking green light?

I'd never noticed it before, but it's next to the poster's name on the post above the, for example, hilarious giant dancing leprechaun that Mr 71 gave you.

[Pat Vegas]

What fúcking green light?

:hehe: Maybe it's one he has in his flat window.

[Burney]

Um, ok then.

Ian Lavender.

That's a clue, not the actual hypothetical identity of the poster.

I'm none the wiser. Did I miss an episode or something?

[Ash]

I'm none the wiser. Did I miss an episode or something?

Not what Ian Lavender did. What he represents now. Here. If someone was referred to as an Ian Lavender he would be ....

[Sir C]

Not what Ian Lavender did. What he represents now. Here. If someone was referred to as an Ian Lavender he would be ....

Dead?

:-( RIP.

[Ash]

Dead?

:-( RIP.

But he's not dead, is he?

I can't believe how hard you're all making me work here. You're doing it deliberately. :-(

[Sir C]

But he's not dead, is he?

I can't believe how hard you're all making me work here. You're doing it deliberately. :-(

Right. I can do this. Dad's Army. Don't tell 'em your name, Pike. Stupid Boy. Eastenders. Gay? He's gay. Viva Prat Vegas is a former poster who is out of the closet.

Is it NBMB?

[Rich]

not sure. But he mentioned standing in the North bank.

Therefore he must be an older pister than myself.

It's Sod! :cloud9:

[Ash]

It's Sod! :cloud9:

:clap:

At last. We all thought Ian Lavender was dead, but he lives. And we all thought Sod was dead.....

[Sir C]

:clap:

At last. We all thought Ian Lavender was dead, but he lives. And we all thought Sod was dead.....

Hmm. This theory doesn't convince me.

Sod had two preoccupations, and they both sit under the chin of the more pneumatic lady. I see no evidence of such an obsession from v.

[Ash]

Hmm. This theory doesn't convince me.

Sod had two preoccupations, and they both sit under the chin of the more pneumatic lady. I see no evidence of such an obsession from v.

Yeah, but's he's incognito, isn't he? No point Sodd wearing a disguise and going on about giant bazookas all the time.

[Pat Vegas]

Yeah, but's he's incognito, isn't he? No point Sodd wearing a disguise and going on about giant bazookas all the time.

And the poster in question has taken a shine to me. Which Sodd also did.

I'm not convinced.

[Burney]

Right. I can do this. Dad's Army. Don't tell 'em your name, Pike. Stupid Boy. Eastenders. Gay? He's gay. Viva Prat Vegas is a former poster who is out of the closet.

Is it NBMB?

I think this is how those poor cvnts in 3.2.1 used to feel :-(

[Sir C]

And the poster in question has taken a shine to me. Which Sodd also did.

I'm not convinced.

Sod (RIP) was firmly rooted in mid/late 1970s Highbury nostalgia. Furthermore, he was mad for murdering grannies and stealing their kitchen utensils. I'm going to need more convincing.

[Pat Vegas]

Sod (RIP) was firmly rooted in mid/late 1970s Highbury nostalgia. Furthermore, he was mad for murdering grannies and stealing their kitchen utensils. I'm going to need more convincing.

And he loved Only fools and horses.

[Burney]

Sod (RIP) was firmly rooted in mid/late 1970s Highbury nostalgia. Furthermore, he was mad for murdering grannies and stealing their kitchen utensils. I'm going to need more convincing.

He also had this lady and her chests as his avatar.

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It doesn't make sense. The true Sod would surely know he'd be welcomed like the prodigal son? Why would he hide from us?

[Rich]

Sod (RIP) was firmly rooted in mid/late 1970s Highbury nostalgia. Furthermore, he was mad for murdering grannies and stealing their kitchen utensils. I'm going to need more convincing.

Someone needs to start a post about broads with bloody huge funbags to see whether he partakes in the discussion. If so, then I'll take it as confirmation of this momentous occasion.

[SWv2]

:clap:

At last. We all thought Ian Lavender was dead, but he lives. And we all thought Sod was dead.....

For the record can I just say I have never thought the chap was dead as it would be most unfortunate (for him) and given his regular contributions also quite unexpected.

I always assumed he simply decided to wash his hands of the immature though at times tense debate that occurs here daily.

Either that or he was bulled off by Sir C.

[Burney]

Someone needs to start a post about broads with bloody huge funbags to see whether he partakes in the discussion. If so, then I'll take it as confirmation of this momentous occasion.

And if it's not him, you can legally pronounce him dead, can't you?

[Burney]

For the record can I just say I have never thought the chap was dead as it would be most unfortunate (for him) and given his regular contributions also quite unexpected.

I always assumed he simply decided to wash his hands of the immature though at times tense debate that occurs here daily.

Either that or he was bulled off by Sir C.

I'd just like to find out who he is before Marvellous Marve turns up and accuses him of being me. :rolleyes:

[Ash]

It doesn't make sense. The true Sod would surely know he'd be welcomed like the prodigal son? Why would he hide from us?

Maybe he doesn't want to answer certain questions.

Also, he was Sodd the No. 6 for a while. In tribute to another poster, Save the No. 6.

:sherlock:

[Sir C]

For the record can I just say I have never thought the chap was dead as it would be most unfortunate (for him) and given his regular contributions also quite unexpected.

I always assumed he simply decided to wash his hands of the immature though at times tense debate that occurs here daily.

Either that or he was bulled off by Sir C.

It may surprise you to learn that I was in regular contact with the dear chap off board and, given the tone of some of his latter missives, have grave misgivings about what may have befallen him :-(

In short, immediately prior to his disappearance he seemed depressed.

[Burney]

It may surprise you to learn that I was in regular contact with the dear chap off board and, given the tone of some of his latter missives, have grave misgivings about what may have befallen him :-(

In short, immediately prior to his disappearance he seemed depressed.

Fvcking hell! You've never mentioned this before. Did you find out his name?

[Sir C]

Fvcking hell! You've never mentioned this before. Did you find out his name?

No, he was very discreet and immensely private. A lovely, sweet man but, I would say, a little troubled. Like the rest of us, I suppose.

[Burney]

No, he was very discreet and immensely private. A lovely, sweet man but, I would say, a little troubled. Like the rest of us, I suppose.

Well that's taken all the fun out of the 'Sod (RIP)' bantz, hasn't it? :-(

[redgunamo]

Well that's taken all the fun out of the 'Sod (RIP)' bantz, hasn't it? :-(

In fairness, he *was* a proper ****; he cost me outright victory in the AWIMB Awards' Poster of the Year category, some years back.

Not that that has anything to do with my opinion that the man is a ****. In fact, I've completely forgotten about the shameful betrayal.

[Sir C]

Well that's taken all the fun out of the 'Sod (RIP)' bantz, hasn't it? :-(

Oh it was never bantah for me. I meant it. :-(

I tried to persuade fash to go round his flat and check on him but he couldn't be bothered. Plus we didn't know where he lived.

[Sir C]

In fairness, he *was* a proper ****; he cost me outright victory in the AWIMB Awards' Poster of the Year category, some years back.

Not that that has anything to do with my opinion that the man is a ****. In fact, I've completely forgotten about the shameful betrayal.

You didn't, erm, send your colleagues to exact a terrible revenge, did you r? :-(

[SWv2]

Oh it was never bantah for me. I meant it. :-(

I tried to persuade fash to go round his flat and check on him but he couldn't be bothered. Plus we didn't know where he lived.

Despatching the Fash round to the house of a clinically depressed man to try and snap him out of it.

I see a flaw, and not simply that you had no idea where he lived.

Next you will be asking Rich for a medical opinion.

[Sir C]

Despatching the Fash round to the house of a clinically depressed man to try and snap him out of it.

I see a flaw, and not simply that you had no idea where he lived.

Next you will be asking Rich for a medical opinion.

Well at least I tried. My conscience is clear in this matter.

Others may wish to look into their souls and consider whether they might be responsible for a good man's death.

[Burney]

Oh it was never bantah for me. I meant it. :-(

I tried to persuade fash to go round his flat and check on him but he couldn't be bothered. Plus we didn't know where he lived.

Ah, so it's Fash's fault, is it? He is directly responsible for a man's death.

[redgunamo]

You didn't, erm, send your colleagues to exact a terrible revenge, did you r? :-(

There was a certain bitterness and resentment but one clearly recognised the justice in the outcome.

The redgunamos are big that way.

[Burney]

Well at least I tried. My conscience is clear in this matter.

Others may wish to look into their souls and consider whether they might be responsible for a good man's death.

Hmmm. Your 'trying' didn't extend to actually going to North London yourself, though, I note. :rubchin:

[Sir C]

Ah, so it's Fash's fault, is it? He is directly responsible for a man's death.

Absolutely, yes. As if he'd pulled the trigger himself, I'd say.

[Pat Vegas]

Ah, so it's Fash's fault, is it? He is directly responsible for a man's death.

The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.

he lived within ear shot of the steel drum players outside angel station.
He was invited to the 5-a-side even to watch but declined.

I suspect he was watching but sat at a bench in a trenchcoat reading a paper.

[Sir C]

Hmmm. Your 'trying' didn't extend to actually going to North London yourself, though, I note. :rubchin:

It extended further than yours :shrug:

[Ash]

The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.

he lived within ear shot of the steel drum players outside angel station.
He was invited to the 5-a-side even to watch but declined.

I suspect he was watching but sat at a bench in a trenchcoat reading a paper.

He was familiar with the street poet on Camden Passage, and used to spy on you in Sainsburys.

I once saw a bloke nicking tomato ketchup sachets from The Coronet. I suspected it was him.

[SWv2]

He was familiar with the street poet on Camden Passage, and used to spy on you in Sainsburys.

I once saw a bloke nicking tomato ketchup sachets from The Coronet. I suspected it was him.

Just ketchup, no other condiments?

This is a lead.

#silentwitness

I might become a pathologist, it seems quite cool.

[Burney]

It extended further than yours :shrug:

To be fair, I didn't know the fellow was in a bad way.

I mean, certainly wouldn't have done much if I had known, but that's beside the point.

[Burney]

The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.

he lived within ear shot of the steel drum players outside angel station.
He was invited to the 5-a-side even to watch but declined.

I suspect he was watching but sat at a bench in a trenchcoat reading a paper.

I hope you feel suitably guilt-ridden, here, f. You basically killed the man. :-(

[Burney]

These lines have a certain poetic ring to them, a.

I propose a mash-up of yours and f's memories be his elegy. An ode to Sod, if you will.The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.

The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.
He lived within ear shot of the steel drum players outside angel station.
He was invited to the 5-a-side even to watch but declined.
I suspect he was watching but sat at a bench in a trenchcoat reading a paper.
He was familiar with the street poet on Camden Passage, and used to spy on you in Sainsburys.
I once saw a bloke nicking tomato ketchup sachets from The Coronet.
I suspected it was him.

That's fvcking beautiful, man! :cry:

[Pat Vegas]

I hope you feel suitably guilt-ridden, here, f. You basically killed the man. :-(

I am not fash. so maybe the guilt made fash off himself?

[Pat Vegas]

These lines have a certain poetic ring to them, a.

I propose a mash-up of yours and f's memories be his elegy. An ode to Sod, if you will.The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.

The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.
He lived within ear shot of the steel drum players outside angel station.
He was invited to the 5-a-side even to watch but declined.
I suspect he was watching but sat at a bench in a trenchcoat reading a paper.
He was familiar with the street poet on Camden Passage, and used to spy on you in Sainsburys.
I once saw a bloke nicking tomato ketchup sachets from The Coronet.
I suspected it was him.

That's fvcking beautiful, man! :cry:

:clap: that's great.

[redgunamo]

These lines have a certain poetic ring to them, a.

I propose a mash-up of yours and f's memories be his elegy. An ode to Sod, if you will.The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.

The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.
He lived within ear shot of the steel drum players outside angel station.
He was invited to the 5-a-side even to watch but declined.
I suspect he was watching but sat at a bench in a trenchcoat reading a paper.
He was familiar with the street poet on Camden Passage, and used to spy on you in Sainsburys.
I once saw a bloke nicking tomato ketchup sachets from The Coronet.
I suspected it was him.

That's fvcking beautiful, man! :cry:

:nod: Chris Difford or Ray Davies would be proud of that.

[Burney]

I am not fash. so maybe the guilt made fash off himself?

Good point. Identity really is a fractured concept in the online world, isn't it?

[Burney]

:nod: Chris Difford or Ray Davies would be proud of that.

:nod: Found poetry, innit.

[Rich]

The man was a mystery. He gave clues to his approximate location.

he lived within ear shot of the steel drum players outside angel station.
He was invited to the 5-a-side even to watch but declined.

I suspect he was watching but sat at a bench in a trenchcoat reading a paper.

He also knew exactly where my SU was and was familiar with some of its history. This lead me to believe that he may be UCL alumni.

[Burney]

He also knew exactly where my SU was and was familiar with some of its history. This lead me to believe that he may be UCL alumni.

'AlumnUS', boy! It's singular, dammit!

Don't they even teach doctors Latin any more, ffs?

[Ash]

He also knew exactly where my SU was and was familiar with some of its history. This lead me to believe that he may be UCL alumni.

Or used to go to gigs in Malet Street in the old days.