Sometime in March 1987 I took a short flight from Paris to Hamburg. I was in business class, where there was only one other person, a a dimple-chinned gentleman a couple of seats away from me.
I looked over. I thought: “blimey – that guy looks like Kirk Douglas.” And that’s because, well, it was Kirk Douglas. Pretty exciting, really.
When we arrived at Hamburg airport, there was a horde of journalists milling around on the runway tarmac at the bottom of the steps down from the plane. None of them was shouting “duco! Willkommen in Hamburg”. No great surprise, there.
You are such a model of restraint, Duke. Not even an autograph. I can imagine that if Scarlett Johansson suddenly sat next to you on Ryan Air, you wouldn’t even bat an eyelid.
Yeah, that’ll be the one. I was fishing for an “I’m 100” response, as Peter quickly realised, not looking to particularly celebrate someone who might or might not be a scumbag. Well done.
I have witnessed a crowded pub playing the “I’m Spartacus!” game. One of the funniest things I have seen. It was the inspiration for The Farm’s album title.
That article makes out it’s a drinking game. I saw it happen in its purest form and can be anywhere. It’s important that total strangers join in. All you need is a crowd and general hubbub of conversation. Someone shouts “I’m Spartacus!” – someone else shouts it at the other end of the room – and so on until everyone in the whole place is shouting it. Then it abruptly stops and everyone carries on as before.
pencilsqueezer says
I’m 100!
Rigid Digit says
No – I’m 100!
Gatz says
No! I am 100!
rotherhithe hack says
That’s it! We’re going to crucify every one of you.
rotherhithe hack says
And why Spartacus? His best movie was Paths of Glory.
pencilsqueezer says
Paths of Glory. Excellent choice. I’d go for Ace In The Hole or possibly The Bad And The Beautiful. A fantastic actor.
Uncle Wheaty says
I have just re-watched Paths of Glory because of your post.
A truly great film.
Available free on Youtube.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ay1XuXkr_Ds
duco01 says
Sometime in March 1987 I took a short flight from Paris to Hamburg. I was in business class, where there was only one other person, a a dimple-chinned gentleman a couple of seats away from me.
I looked over. I thought: “blimey – that guy looks like Kirk Douglas.” And that’s because, well, it was Kirk Douglas. Pretty exciting, really.
When we arrived at Hamburg airport, there was a horde of journalists milling around on the runway tarmac at the bottom of the steps down from the plane. None of them was shouting “duco! Willkommen in Hamburg”. No great surprise, there.
Kaisfatdad says
You are such a model of restraint, Duke. Not even an autograph. I can imagine that if Scarlett Johansson suddenly sat next to you on Ryan Air, you wouldn’t even bat an eyelid.
Sitheref2409 says
This Kirk Douglas?
http://gawker.com/5893793/did-robert-downey-jr-really-just-accuse-kirk-douglas-of-a-brutal-rape
Vulpes Vulpes says
Yeah, that’ll be the one. I was fishing for an “I’m 100” response, as Peter quickly realised, not looking to particularly celebrate someone who might or might not be a scumbag. Well done.
Black Celebration says
I have witnessed a crowded pub playing the “I’m Spartacus!” game. One of the funniest things I have seen. It was the inspiration for The Farm’s album title.
Moose the Mooche says
They sampled the film in Don’t Let Me Down. Not the one on the album, the single remix. And Frankie Howerd was in the video.
There! Spartacus to Lurcio in one move.
Moose the Mooche says
Tough Guys: “I killed six men with an axe!”
Kaisfatdad says
Thanks to this article
http://www.portlandmercury.com/portland/our-guide-to-drinking-games-or-how-to-make-alcohol-abuse-fun/Content?oid=525182
I now understand what you are talking about, BC. The things I learn on the AW!
Black Celebration says
That article makes out it’s a drinking game. I saw it happen in its purest form and can be anywhere. It’s important that total strangers join in. All you need is a crowd and general hubbub of conversation. Someone shouts “I’m Spartacus!” – someone else shouts it at the other end of the room – and so on until everyone in the whole place is shouting it. Then it abruptly stops and everyone carries on as before.