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Spudgun; sorry if you aren't doing requests but are you covering advice on transportation later in the week? My wife is suggesting we should rely on public transport, but that kind of thinking is not going to see her past the first onslaught. Presumably we can loot stuff so do we go small and fast, (dirt bike), or big and unstoppable, (bull dozer)? What should we get, and what should we weld to it?

Beaches = swept away by tsunami. Best stick to high ground WC

Cracking ven diagram Spudgun. Some more good input from Stainy above as well. I am actually quite looking forward to meeting him/her/it. I was thinking I could get some nibbles in for early evening on the 21st. Nothing too formal. Just some human body parts and the like to toast on a heap of smouldering pallets and lorry tyres, in what's left of the back garden. Do you think that would come across as too gushing? I don't want to put him off the killing and raping, but if you can't take a few social chances during an apocalypse when can you?

Nice try but I think the Stain has dibs.

Surely one of the great pleasures of the apocalypse will be the decline in feeble social conventions like "dibs" and queuing? All around the Mediterranean Germans will return to the pool area, after a hearty breakfast, to find fetid rotting corpses on the sun beds they have dibbed with their towels.

I think that if the team we put out still looks useful on Saturday, without the threat of Adam Lallana, we will have moved forward.

Mwhahaha

Don't worry. I think these events usually involve a plague of locusts. They will definitely take care of any surfeit of dried fruit.

Start with 0.75/1 A fraction has to have whole numbers. Times 0.75 by 1 then 2 then 3 etc. When you try timesing by 4 you finally get a whole number - 0.75 x 4 = 3 So the top of fraction now equals 3, but you have to times the bottom by the same amount to keep the fraction the same; 4 x 1 = 4 Hey presto 0.75 = 0.75/1 = 3/4

A fraction, i.e 3/4, is simply a way of writing the answer to the question; what is three divided by four? If you get a calculator and input 3 divided by 4, the answer will be 0.75

3 divided by 4 is 0.75 so that isn't a difficult concept.

Liking this! Exactly the kind of hocum I will be looking to encourage in my fuel dump stockade. Who to be with is a good one. Obviously it's good night Vienna for the family. I think you want comrades that are fit enough to survive. They need to be capable of retaining there humanity through some pretty horrific stuff. I'm thinking that girls will be better at this. Also good for my planned re-population programme. If they are quite fit, but have some nice fleshy soft bits, they will make for good chow if it comes to it. Also a degree of military type drill training will help them with the survival thing. I'm struggling to see far past the Crystal Palace cheerleader's.

That is a real shame Spudgun. Christmas can be a very lonely time for some of us, and this year you have definitely brightened things up for me with your reassurance that shortly I will die horribly, possibly with the added treat that a maniac will pop round to **** my dog while I am made to watch. Merry Christmas.

I don't think the split is middle class/working class. I think it's single young men with disposable income, on one hand, and dual or high income families on the other.

Who knows Fred, but only 8 more days until we all get to find out. Mwahahaha

I haven't been, but I will now. Toughen me up for the final meltdown.

You will definitely need to drink your own urine at some stage Fred. Spudgun, does he need to start quaffing the stuff now to aclimatise?

If it doesn't happen we can have a good argument on the humble pie thread.

Liking the idea of the Stain "doing something special for a stranger"

If anyone other than Stain wants to hook up with me, I will consider it. I need belligerent henchmen/women to help me build a robust timber stockade. It will have big floodlights to keep the zombies out at night. We will develop a bizarre cultish feel to the whole thing. We will feast on tinned meat and **** away a lot of red diesel with flame throwers.

I can't f*** about. If I don't get with the programme some other bastard is going to come round and screw my border terrier. They will probably cut my tongue out and I will end up as some kind of henchman, with only 20 years of humiliation to look forward to. Nothing to hope for but a long wait for them to turn their back so I can stab them with a sharpened stick I've concealed up my arse for 10 years.

OK, I'm back, but I don't really want to talk about it.

The kids running down injury time on the phones stopwatch and the joy of the final whistle in a tight game is as much fun as celebrating a goal for me. Probably need to get out more.

If I have to sodomise a dog to emerge as a post apocalypse warlord I think I'm going to have man up a little. At least I have a couple of weeks left to get my head round it. I thought it would be all about burning out nests of sunlight sensitive mutants and mig welding sharp stuff to old trucks.