Sleaze and corruption

[susie_flo]

Dear fiends, I have a foolish question for you.  Do you ever wonder if your partner (past or present) might have ruined you?  Or the other way round?
          
I had cause to ponder this last night as I was falling asleep.  G and I had gone to bed with a book each...  (I had Times crosswords and G had an interminably dull-looking, fat, tecchie text book called "WPF").   After a moment, I looked up from my crossword and pointed at G's book and said "WTF is WPF?"  G looked at me sideways and said "STFU"   .... and then we both sniggered.   
    
Now, I would contend that this manner of conversing is in no way my fault.  It's nothing short of corruption caused by long-term geek proximity.
   
But it set me wondering...  in what ways have you corrupted your partners...  and how did they corrupt you?
 
 

Comments

[ms-siobhan.livejournal.com]

I was tempted back from the path of righteous vegetarianism by the lure of a pork pie offered to me by a previous boyfriend.

I have corrupted Mr Pops by introducing him to Spinal Tap and encouraging him to be as creative swearing-wise as Malcolm Tucker, though if we are driving anywhere it is me who has selflessly taken on the job of shouting 'wanker' or 'tiny cock' whenever we see a really wanky sports car or crap personalised number plate. I also introduced to eating chocolates in bed whilst watching cartoons on kids tv on Saturday morning - it's one of the finest ways to start the day.

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

Hee hee, I heartily approve... (I think I'd quite like to be corrupted by you)

[ms-siobhan.livejournal.com]

I've been described as 'a lens that focuses wrongness' but in a good way I think. Other than that I am of course a model of propriety and not at all corrupting.

Perhaps we can do long distance mutual corruption unless I get my @rse in gear and get down to that London.

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

If you ever come down here give me a shout, I'd love to meet up with the lens of wrongness in person ;-P

[moral-vacuum.livejournal.com]

You and Siobhan in the same place at the same time? I believe there are international treaties against that sort of thing. But it would be fab.

Oh, and I thought the acronym sniggering was lovely.

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

I do look forward to meeting Siobhan one of these days... funny thing is I feel like I've known her for years.

I'd like to invite Charlie Brooker along to add the MT-stylie swearfest... (or failing that I might just try and corrupt Siobhan into the ways of proper yarn worship) :-p

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

"And I introduced him to marmite, which he loves."

I hope he's grateful... (a life without Marmite would have been a very sad one indeed)

I remember my brither and I watching a lot of Aussie soaps in the 80s and thinking that they only had about 10 actors to go round, as they were all in everything!

[moral-vacuum.livejournal.com]

All Canadian TV was like that, especially the multitude of "affordable" SF series. It was the same actors, and often the same locations and sets.

[steer.livejournal.com]

Hahaha... He so rocks! (I didn't know what WPF was either -- it's a windows thang apparently).

Being corrupted by my current partner.... hmm....

I think currently I'm being lured into watching all of Buffy despite the fact that it's monumentally dumb and I hate most of the people on it. Also Buffy has a curious fleshy V shape on the end of her nose which causes me to inadvertently shout "nose" at various points.

It's a pretty sucky thing to be corrupted into.

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

"Hahaha... He so rocks!"
I'll tell him you said that... but sadly our conversational skills are FUBAR so it can only be passed on in the form of STUR.

And it's no good whining to me about Buffster and her (admittedly rather odd) nose... I'm too busy sitting next to Caron, drooling all over Giles' tweedy jacket.

Anyway, you could do with being thoroughly corrupted by a sensible girl like Caron ;-p

[steer.livejournal.com]

Honestly though you wonder about some of them. Like there was this episode with a big blue dude who was cut into little bits and put in boxes and shipped all over the world because he was so hard to destroy. OK... fair dos. But the people who did this designed the boxes to be slot together so he could be reassembled without removing the bits from the boxes? I mean what the binkle and flip were they thinking there. "We're designing these boxes specifically to STOP him being reassembled... but you know, as an extra feature let's make it easy just in cases someone wants to do the whole reassembly thang."

These Romans are crazy.

Also how on earth is there such a huge death toll in Sunnyvale and nobody complains. Like in that episode she fires a bazooka in a shopping arcade and nobody even reports it to the headmaster or the police.

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

I always wonder about these stories where some evil being gets cut into pieces in order to protect the world...

If they really want to get rid of them, why don't they chop them up, then liquidise the body pieces in a blender and then dilute it all in gallons of acid and then throw half of it in the sea and use the rest as garden fertiliser ...or something like that? Surely that's got to work better than leaving large body parts near each other, ready for re-assembly.

(I seem to recall having this thought quite often in Heroes, when certain people were proving impossible to kill)

[steer.livejournal.com]

Yes -- exactly. In this case they left them in handy bits in distinctive boxes but at different bits of the world. The buffy team solution was to get the one guy who couldn't fly to try to take the large bit on a slow boat to some other different bit of the world. Rubbish. That's totally inefficient -- plus it was Angel who is fluffy haired and angsty almost all of the time he's not being evil Angel.

As for the one ring -- if one could not be fagged with all that hiking to mount doom I would set it inside an extremely heavy weight then steam out to sea on a boat and at random throw it over the side.