Cantrix: I’m sure I’ve asked you this before, but have you ever tried skiing at all?
Cantrix: I know you don’t generally, I just wasn’t sure if you’d had a go
Brosencrantz: I tried it once ages ago and sucked, but I’d like to give it a proper shot!
Brosencrantz: I went on one skiing holiday with a school friend when I was like 13, I definitely preferred the toboggan, I kept falling over and twisting my ankle in skis
Brosencrantz: we were staying with his uncle in Austria
Brosencrantz: his uncle had a cool lodger called Gunther who was meant to be working at the ski lodge but just sat around all day eating coco pops in his underpants
Brosencrantz: the day we left he got fired from the lodge
Brosencrantz: then he actually went outside to go skiing, and crashed into a tree and broke all his arms and legs
Brosencrantz: then he got called up for national service
Brosencrantz: such is life in Austria
Cantrix: This is not how skiing normally works.
Brosencrantz: Oh.
Tag: queue

Myself and a few bros maintain shared Dropbox folders for amusing images we find/screenshots we take.
I find some funny old stuff left in there sometimes.
FUCM
Quotes from the brilliant curator of the military archive I was researching at last week:
“First we called it FASM (Future Anti-Structure Munition), but we cut off the F because if you call it Future you’ll never see it. That pissed off the attack subs, because they wanted ASM, so we opened up a call for new names for the programme. Suggestions included Overpressure Rocket Grenade Anti-Structure Munition, or “ORGASM”, or Future Urban Combat Munition, for “fuck’em.”
“No, I loathe DOSG. They failed 105mm arty rounds on engineering grounds after they’d been in service for forty years. There I was, sitting on 400,000 artillery shells, all of Afghanistan is clamouring for more ammunition, and they tell me that I probably shouldn’t use them because of a safety defect.”
[taps a big pile of artificial skulls and blocks of bullet-rent ballistic material] “This is a PhD student who never finished his PhD.”
Me: “What, you rendered him down into ballistic gel?”
“This isn’t ballistic gel, this is ballistic soap. You can wash your hands with it.”

I’m sure this is meant to be creepy, but all I can think when seeing it is “so hey, this is what happens when you pick the Synthesis ending?”

This was something I commissioned off the great shwigityshwonshwei as a present for Bill, back when we were both really into TF2.
I like it a lot.
Cantrix: (re: wireless issues) Hopefully it won’t go on much longer, I want to finish series 3 :(
Brosencrantz: Bleh, my sympathies. You’ve got me back on an Avatar kick, I want to rewatch it all now!
Brosencrantz: In fact I might even go on a bit of an Avatar…
Brosencrantz: B-)
Brosencrantz: bender.
Cantrix: …
Brosencrantz: So uh
Brosencrantz: am I dumped now?
[16:59:51] Hovercraft: ya
[16:59:55] Brosencrantz: don’t say “ya”
[17:00:03] Hovercraft: иа
[17:00:08] Brosencrantz: acceptable
[17:00:20] Hovercraft: no wait
[17:00:23] Hovercraft: я
[17:00:25] Brosencrantz: wouldn’t it just be я
[17:00:36] Brosencrantz: yes
…
[22:49:11] LaughingCavalier: yah
[22:49:16] LaughingCavalier: would be sweet, but I’m not a designer
[22:49:18] Hovercraft: coo’
[22:49:18] Brosencrantz: god you’re doing it too
[22:49:30] Hovercraft: гап я
[22:49:36] Brosencrantz: JUST SAY YES OR я YOU FUCKER
[22:50:06] Brosencrantz: oh god bill
[22:50:06] Brosencrantz: dammit
[22:51:05] Hovercraft: :з