Fuck katanas.

It's the same distance, they merely wanted a better definition; thus, they decided to define it in terms of the speed of light in a vacuum (c, an universal constant) - what Charonte said. I agree that it's somewhat random, but at least it's one single unit, not five different ones with random conversion factors between each other (also, all of them have been standardised... respective to the meter! ) And as for "fairly consistent", historically people agreed on a standard (which was then publically displayed) because of the variation involved, which is way too large for any precise measurings.

 

So what's the general opinion of non-standard measurements like:
"A pinch of Y", "A dash of X", "A splash of Z", and my personal favorite - "He's about ten minutes up the road"?

 

I hate those measurements. One pinch is never ever uqual to another. Different sizes of hands and fingers, different ways of grabing the pinch, different ammounts of Y taken because of the randomness of that factor, ugh! All they serve is confusion and chaos. And evil. I prefer mililiters to eight decimal places. When something is given that way, at least I know what am I standing on. Standardised measurements for the win.

 

I like the cubit anyway. J/K. It's all the equal to me, as long as it is universally used everywhere.

 

Knowing how there were more than a dozen types of cubics, I'm glad that thing is gone and not coming back. If it would return, I guess always sending the family member with the longest elbows to do the shopping would be the best thing to do.

 

As long as Stone never becomes official I can work with both imperial and metric equally...

 

...I USE A CUTLASS MOTHERFUCKERS


It took so long for that to key in, nobody will even get it because we're so far off topic now.

 

But how do you measure liquids with a cutlass?

 

You just slice the fucker up that asks if you want your coffee short, tall, grande, or venti.

 

...Now I want a cutlass. Does anyone else ever want to walk up to those bastards and ask 'what the hell was wrong with small, medium and large?'

 

Me. Fuck the Italian chic that seems to have taken over the coffee market.

 

Me, obviously...
Thus the appeal of slicing up Starbucks Nazi fucks with a nice broad, long, and razor sharp cutlass. However, my hatred allows me to be more open-minded. I'll settle with using a dull, rusty, spoon as well.

 

But the Italians are so classy! You know, provided that you haven't ever been to Italy, or spoken with someone who lives there. Personally, I'd take a nice, wide scimitar over a cutlass, but that's just me.

 

Or had anything to do with wogs... Or been a woman married to an Italian... or wanted to stay sober at one of their parties... (I could do this all night.)

(WOG - Australian-Italian. A bit of Aussie slang - the Melbourne Wog is a particularly frustrating breed.)

 

Agreed. I once had one try to sell me something across from Flinders, I said 'no' several times and yet it still kept rambling on. I wasn't sure what to do so I hid in subways toilets..

On a related note, they're making a Wogboy 2 which is supposed to be more 'hilarious' than the first. I'd certainly fucking hope, although I still think I'll cry and burst into flames if I ever have to watch the bloody thing.

 

As far as I'm concerned, if a goddamn film is so pathetic it has to call itself (racial epithet)boy, there's something fucking WRONG with it.

And no, I will not dignify it with the honour of watching it.

 

Apologies, it's actually called "Wog Boy 2: Kings of Mykonos" because that sounds so much better. Bloody ignorant wogs.