Seal

( BAM, Thu 23 Jun 2005, 23:10, archived)

aww yeeah
 
woo! to this.

*barks*
( Rapitinui kick it out of me gently, Thu 23 Jun 2005, 23:12, archived)

ha!
*throws herrings, sprats and mackerel from a galvanised bucket*
(Vladimir, Thu 23 Jun 2005, 23:13, archived)

what are you doing
in there?

well, I'm off. It's past midnight here and I have a job interview in the morning. Night all!
( mediocre Cows and bisexuals are gonna kill me, Thu 23 Jun 2005, 23:17, archived)

it's a big bucket, OK?
I just get so scared of going out...

verygood goodest luck with the interview. Don't forget you're interviewing them too. :-)
(Vladimir, Thu 23 Jun 2005, 23:19, archived)

Thanks, and I know
I once forgot and I will never forget. I quit after two days. What a bunch of fucktarts...
( mediocre Cows and bisexuals are gonna kill me, Thu 23 Jun 2005, 23:21, archived)

exactly
thinking 'can I face seeing these people almost every day for a year or more?' can be depressing...but not as depressing as not thinking about it...and taking the fucktart job (are they like poptarts?!)
(Vladimir, Thu 23 Jun 2005, 23:23, archived)

hum ... wait a sec'

yes, that's what I thought ...
( oCo, Thu 23 Jun 2005, 23:17, archived)