Dull Men's Club
An unofficial chapter of the popular Dull Men's Club.
1. Relevant commentary on your own dull life. Posts should be about your own dull, lived experience. This is our most important rule. Direct questions, random thoughts, comment baiting, advice seeking, many uses of "discuss" rarely comply with this rule.
2. Original, Fresh, Meaningful Content.
3. Avoid repetitive topics.
4. This is not a search engine or advice forum.
Use a search engine, a tradesperson, Reddit, friends, a specialist Facebook group, apps, Wikipedia, an AI chat, a reverse image search etc. to answer simple questions, identify objects or get advice. We accept very few questions, and they must be over topics much more difficult than what is easily discoverable with a search. Also see rule 1, “comment baiting”.
5. Keep it dull. If it puts us to sleep, it’s on the right track. Examples of likely not dull: jokes, gross stuff (including toes), politics, religion, royalty, illness or injury, killing things for fun, or promotional content. Feel free to post these elsewhere.
6. Not hate speech, sexism, or bullying No sexism, hate speech, degrading or excessively foul language, or other harmful language. No othering or dehumanizing of anyone or negativity towards any gender identity.
7. Proofread before posting. Use good grammar and punctuation. Avoid useless phrases. Some examples: - starting a post with "So" - starting a post with pointless phrases, like "I hope this is allowed" or “this is my first post” Only share good quality, cropped images. Do not share screenshots of images; share the original image.
8. All polls must have an "Africa, by Toto" option. Why? Because we hear the drums echoing tonight.
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Nice, isn't it? When I was a big drinker, I'd hit my hole-in-the-wall and get a double whiskey and a coke back, no questions asked.
Best part? On on busy Friday or Saturday when there was a monster line at the bar, I could grab a spot, STFU, get my drink.
"HEY! How come that guy got served?!"
"Because he's not being an ass."
And, back to the back of the line for the questioner.
Two old ladies running the place. Never knew their names. But god help you if there was a fight starting. Flirting with a girl one night and some guys got to pushing around...
"ALL RIGHT! GET THE FUCK OUT! BAR'S CLOSED!"
She looked at me kinda nervous:
"Really?"
"Yeah, really. They mean it. We gotta go."
(We didn't go anywhere, but we split in any case.)