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Margaret loved her new toy

Bigger and better (quality)

/Edit Woo.. First front page !
(Mon 19th May 2003, 13:35, More)

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» Premonitions

Everyday
Everyday I wake up and know exactly what is going to happen, just as I did the day before and the day before that.

You don't need a third eye, you just need to have no life
(Thu 18th Nov 2004, 23:10, More)

» I don't understand the attraction

F**K
People when typing swear words but replace letters with *'s.

If your going to say fuck, say fuck.

Now please fuck off!
(Tue 20th Oct 2009, 17:08, More)

» Little things that turn you on

When they stop breathing
that is such a turn on, you know that the ladies are ready then. Reminds me so much of my mother.
(Thu 17th Feb 2005, 16:19, More)

» Restaurants, Kitchens and Bars... Oh my!

Sunday Lunch
Worked at a pub for ages, when I started there was a chef who was a little dodgy.

I was in charge of washing up and so was throwing out any leftovers that came back to the kitchen uneaten.

Well one Sunday it turns out that not enough veg had been preparied. So one lucky customer got some leftover veg from the bin.


My excuse at being new to the job good enough?
(Fri 21st Jul 2006, 10:35, More)

» Job Interviews

Fresh out of university
I was looking for a break and wanted to get a job coding PHP (as that is what my interest was at the time and still is I guess).

Went for one or two interviews in London, they went ok but they didn’t feel that I had the industry experience that wanted.. Bah.. Apply for a job in Scotland, as I had no real ties moving was not a problem. I then spend a whole day driving up the Glasgow, stay in a crappy travel lodge and turn up for the interview. The place is like a fricking zoo not an office, they had a dog running around and a parrot sitting on a chair covered with shit in the middle of the office. The interview starts and things just don’t click with the people I was talking to.. It lasts just 30 minutes. I then spend the rest of the day driving home. I didn’t go for anymore interviews up North.
(Thu 20th Jan 2005, 11:54, More)
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