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Comment from S. Weasel
Time: January 21, 2008, 8:19 pm

Uncle B and I had quite the editorial dispute about this picture. He thinks my choice doesn’t show the scale of the thing. THIS was his pick:

titan biotec

Me, being a nartist and all, opted for the one with people in. It shows scale.

Frankly, I think he’s just proud to own a Titan Biotec.

 


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: January 21, 2008, 8:26 pm

Titan!

Consider the implications and tremble, mere … umm… unshitty ones.

And trust the larger mustelid. You want scale? Look at the window in the background! Badger stood next to this baby. It is a lot bigger than the Weasel’s pic suggests.

Which, if you eat as many worm pies as I do, is no bad thing!

 


Comment from Dawn
Time: January 21, 2008, 8:35 pm

I thought septic tanks were rectangle.

 


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: January 21, 2008, 8:43 pm

Ooooohhhhhh! That was last year, Dawn 🙂

This ain’t a septic tank it’s… errrrr…. a ‘sewage treatment plant’. (I think there was supposed to be a fanfare of trumpets, then).

My guess it does the same thing.

At ten times the cost.

Ugh.

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: January 21, 2008, 8:48 pm

Whoa!

Now that’s one manly Poo Processor! No half-measures at the Badger Estate, by god! And they brought their own good fill material, too. They’re pros – obviously.

And its a Titan – a name you can trust, no doubt.

Badger – you’ll be dumping for many happy decades before that fine piece of english craftsmanship er, craps out.

Dawn – I used to think they were all rectangular too – until I saw one my uncle was putting in. It wasn’t that friggin’ big, though. That thing is mighty.

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: January 21, 2008, 9:28 pm

Frankly, I think he’s just proud to own a Titan Biotec.

Well, Weaz, you have to grant that there is something about having a Titan Biotec that does say “You have arrived” so-to-speak.

 


Comment from Dawn
Time: January 21, 2008, 9:41 pm

Titan Biotec –
“The treated effluent is of such a high standard that it is odour free.”
Now you can say with humility that your sh** don’t stink.

 


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: January 21, 2008, 9:49 pm

They hadn’t reckoned with badger shit, Dawn…

 


Comment from quark2
Time: January 21, 2008, 11:15 pm

Now that is truly an english crapper.

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: January 22, 2008, 3:08 am

Dawn, did you read that itty-bitty writing on the Titan Biotec label, or did you get that off a site somewhere?

I have always liked that spelling of “odour”. Like “colour”. I have no idea why.

 


Comment from Pupster
Time: January 22, 2008, 10:27 am

Did you tell the Titan fellas about the machine gun? I imagine they could’ve found it right quick with that excavator thingy.

 


Comment from sippicancottage
Time: January 22, 2008, 10:35 am

A “Titan,” huh? Don’t smoke in the bathroom:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fJHtkjjwoeg

 


Comment from Gibby Haynes
Time: January 22, 2008, 11:04 am

That looks like something they use to pour steel. I’m not sure if they still use those big crucible-type things to do it in the modern steel industry, but they still do in the steel industry in my mind. Which, unlike the British steel industry (is there still a British steel industry?), is buoyant, feisty even, and the burly little men who work in it see me as some sort of god, and throw cut flowers in my path.
Looks like you’re going to have to grow your vegetables in an allotment, B. If you put your name down for one now, one might become available in around 500 years or so.
My grandad, who used to grow all his vegetables in his allotment and who’d get up at the crack of dawn well into his eighties (‘Grandad, are you sure you shouldn’t be resting?’ ‘Nonsense lad, a bit of lung cancer never hurt anyone.’) to tame his little slice of Terra, and threaten to take his belt to any ragamuffin kids who’d stray near it (‘Oi, mister, wot you doin’?’ ‘Where are your manners, boy? Come here so that I may beat you silly!’), would turn autistic with how popular – and subsequently in high demand – they’ve become after the Guardian-reading, moral equivalency brigade decided they simply must grow rocket and Jerusalem (which is being occupied by those big meanie-bobeenie Jews, and they should probably just be exterminated…again) artichokes.
Fortunately, their fads have a short half-life and are soon replaced by other fads (like going to some war-torn country to build a school and then be violently but justifiably murdered for having the sheer audacity of being a foreigner/of a different race, but we must’nt judge because they’re probably upset that we only gave them £x billion in aid last year, whereas it should’ve been at least £y billion, and anyway, violently murdering people of different ethnicities is a proud part of their wonderful culture), so the allotment soon comes up for grabs again. And, after all the ethnic minorities, post-operative transexuals and pathalogical criminals newly released from the brimming jails have been given first refusal on it, you may find yourself with a nice little scrap of dirt on the outskirts of your village. Joy.

 


Comment from porknbean
Time: January 22, 2008, 1:31 pm

That looks like something they use to pour steel.

From the way he has been talking about shitting wolverines, I’m thinking that is just the sort of containment Badger will need for his…um…nuclear waste.

 


Comment from Garlic Breath
Time: January 22, 2008, 1:44 pm

Well I was going to post this thing about how this reminds me of the Turtle and other early submarines (Yes, as a matter of fact, I DO happen to be reading a book about them right now) http://www.vectorsite.net/twsub1.html

But now PorknBean has moved us over to individual bomb shelters:

http://www.thefalloutzone.com/mainsite/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/shelters/below_ground.pdf

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: January 22, 2008, 7:10 pm

Garlic Breath – you posted two links. Whoa.

Do you have any idea what you’re toying with?

Akismet.

Now if that doesn’t strike terror in your heart, I don’t know what will.

Cool submarine & shelter links, though. Thanks. I remember the shelter craze well. My grandma’s house still has the one my dad helped build. I think I “helped” too, but I was very young and don’t really remember. But my handprints are still in the concrete.

Meanwhile, I am hoping for photos of todays progress at badger Manor! I bet they didn’t let Badger put his hands in any concrete. Pbbbbt!

 


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: January 22, 2008, 7:22 pm

Oh, that. It’s Lokki. I kicked him out of the filter an hour ago. He was in there for hours…

 


Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: January 22, 2008, 7:28 pm

You know… I think Lokki and Akismet are having a bit of a thing .

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: January 22, 2008, 7:52 pm

Uncle B –

I think Lokki and Akismet have had a thing for a loooong time.

He has been trapped in there more times, for the most trivial of reasons (or worse – no apparent reason at all!), than any other ten people.

 


Comment from Lokki
Time: January 23, 2008, 12:19 am

Zo mach four ze fake mustaschee an ze acczent und ze phoknee names. Zat Damn Akismet waz more sober zan we taught.

(Note to zelf:) NEVER spend the night in the filter when there is a full moon again. Safer with McGoo in Denny’s – oh wait.

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: January 23, 2008, 2:45 am

Lokki! What did you do to Akismet and – more importantly – what antibiotics are effective this time around?

Did you see Badger’s poo-processor? Impressive, eh? Its a Titan, dude!

 


Comment from Dawn
Time: January 23, 2008, 10:34 am

I read it off the Titan website. They sure are proud of their product!

Oh the places we will go! when there is nothing to do and a searchbar.

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: January 23, 2008, 10:48 am

Ah-ha! I will now go find their site and find out how a poo-processor does what it does.

 


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