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| Medibot | member since: friday 11 march 05 |
This is as close as you can get to Collective without getting your eyes wet
The Moon: When you are the moon, there is a person people say is the sun. I saw the sun once, and he came past me, really fast. And it was an, it was called, the, an eclipse. And he came fast! But as he came past, I, I licked his back. [sticks out tongue] And he doesn't know I licked his back! All in his yellow suit! ...I'm the moon. I like: The Mighty Boosh, (very) amateur photography, drinking pink wine, cooking, snow and beautiful music. And rolfing. See below. Bet Phil says fish. The art of rolfing. To 'rolf' is to convince someone a celebrity is dead when they are not. The first recorded rolfs took place in the beginning of the 21st century. The term 'rolf' derives from the one of the first celebrities to be used as a basis for a rolf, Rolf Harris. The rules dictate that if you use another source (another party, newspaper, etc) to investigate the news you have been 'rolfed.' There are other types of rolf (the reverse rolf - where the celebrity is dead but the news is delivered in such a way to make the rolfee suspicious and alert to the rolf. and also the group rolf which involves a fair amount of planning). There is a serious side to rolfing and it's involvement in dead pools has been the cause of legal action. (nb: the Zsa Zsa Gabor case). History of the rolf. Rolfing has had a chequered past. Comedians have had varied success with early forerunners of the rolf (Eddie Izzard with the Englebert Humperdinck is he/isn't he routine and Johnny Vegas attempted to announce Cliff Richard's suicidal demise without realising half of his audience had returned from Marrakech with Cliff only the day prior to the speech. They were not fooled as Cliff had been in high spirits that day.) To be continued... |
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I'm feeling more than a little guilty. I used and abused Collective when I needed it, to save me from the sometimes mind-numbing montony of work only to desert it when things picked up. Even though I had a sneaking suspicion that the end was coming. I'm gonna miss the ol' girl. |
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