Archive for May, 2008

My Boyfriend Thinks I’m Pregnant

My boyfriend was leaving me and I panicked and told him I’m pregnant so he’d stay. Now he thinks we’re having a baby and wants to work on it, but I’m not pregnant.

I’m Straight but I Like Gay Porn

My girlfriend caught me watching gay porn and dumped me on the spot. She thinks I’m gay and won’t see me or talk to me. I’m not gay, I’m just a normal straight guy getting off watching gay sex. How do I get her back? /Mike

Mike, there’s nothing wrong with watching gay porn – you’re just going to have to find yourself a new girlfriend. But as a man I wouldn’t watch it.

I’m in Love With my Teacher

I’m in love with a teacher at my school. He is one of the sexiest men I have ever seen, and when I masturbate I think of him eating me out. If I could, I would go into his classroom, shut the door and f*** him until I ache. The thing is, he has a wife and a kid. Why are all the good men untouchable?

The F-Word

Why is it that of all the words we have beginning with the letter F we have decided that one of them can be referred to as the F-word and we all know which word we’re talking about? I mean, it could be Fine, Fantastic or Fabulous so why was Fuck deemed such a special word that it became The F-word?

I’ve tried talking to my Norm about this, but he likes his effing and blinding too much to bother about why he says them. And he’d never disguise his power words in letters. So, I’m hoping that some of our readers (yes we do know you’re reading!) can help me out here.

//Julie

The Deflationary Theory of Truth

Some people claim that the concept or term truth does not refer to a real property of sentences or propositions. They say that the proposition “2 + 2 = 4 is true” is logically equivalent to the proposition “2 + 2 = 4”, making the phrase “is true” completely dispensable in this and every other context. These positions are broadly described

  • as deflationary theories of truth, since they attempt to deflate the presumed importance of the words “true” or truth,
  • as disquotational theories, to draw attention to the disappearance of the quotation marks in cases like the above example, or
  • as minimalist theories of truth.

Whichever term is used, deflationary theories can be said to hold in common that “[t]he predicate ‘true’ is an expressive convenience, not the name of a property requiring deep analysis.” Once we have identified the truth predicate’s formal features and utility, deflationists argue, we have said all there is to be said about truth. Among the theoretical concerns of these views is to explain away those special cases where it does appear that the concept of truth has peculiar and interesting properties.

In addition to highlighting such formal aspects of the predicate “is true”, some deflationists point out that the concept enables us to express things that might otherwise require infinitely long sentences. For example, one cannot express confidence in Michael’s accuracy by asserting the endless sentence:

Michael says, ’snow is white’ and snow is white, or he says ‘roses are red’ and roses are red or he says … etc.

But it can be expressed succinctly by saying: Whatever Michael says is true.

A Matter of Taste

It’s funny how the taste alters over time. There are things I love now that I hated when I was younger. And there are things I used to love that just don’t seem to do it for me anymore. And it’s not just the food – it’s the people too!

I look at some people that I’ve known for ages and I have no idea why they are still in my mailing lists etc as, quite frankly, they don’t do nowt for me anymore. And then there are newcomers that I know I would never have looked twice at 20 years ago.

But then there’s also the kind that seem to grow on you. In a strictly non-funghi kind of way that is. My Norm is one of those and if you’re really good (and if you promise to keep it a secret) I might tell you the whole truth about that some day.

I Killed It!

I went to a party at my friends place and she’d made drinks and cocktails and she gave me one of those long drinks and it was the worst I’ve ever tasted so when she wasn’t looking I poured it on one of her plants and now she just told me it died and she is really sad cos she loved that plant and I don’t know if I should tell her that I killed it or not. What if she knows it was me? Then I’m an idiot for not saying anything. But what if she doesn’t know? Then if I tell her I might lose a friend over a stupid drink?

And Nuthin’ but The Truth

Lonely days lonely nights
Hoping thing’s gonna turn out right
You had me hanging on a string
For you I did most anything
You don’t give me no
The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth
Its a blind mans eye baby ain’t no youth
The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth
Don’t need your lies I got my proof

Put your face up to my window
Ask me baby what did I see
Well I know I know you ain’t right
I know you ain’t right for me
You don’t give me no
The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth
Gods little baby’s got nothing to shoot
The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth
Get your kicks on a different route
All I want is the truth
All I want is the truth

All I want is
The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth
Blind mans eye baby ain’t no use
The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth
Don’t need your lies I got nothing to prove
The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth
Gods little baby’s got nothing to shoot
The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth
Get your kicks on a different route
Don’t hurt ya
Don’t hurt ya
The truth don’t hurt ya
The truth don’t hurt ya
Don’t hurt ya don’t hurt ya
The truth don’t hurt ya

~ Ian Hunter ~

I Lied…

I didn’t want to go to my mum’s birthday party so I lied and said I was sick.

Verum Ipsum Factum

Truth itself is constructed. Another Roman proverb suggesting that there is no such thing as absolute truth. All truths are constructions made up by the people who believe in them. How do you feel about this?

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