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I wish I wasn't self employed, and that I worked either in a call centre, or in IT. I'd spend a bloody lot more time on this site, and trawling porn, if some fuckwit was paying me to do it. Heyho, time is money, (you lucky sods!)
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:17,
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nah we only take reasonably intelligent people in the cliques over there
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 12:31,
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nah
blue whales have todgers the size of double decker buses... sperm whales must be more like an smaller than average 4x4.
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:27,
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still you wouldn't like a 4x4 up your arse
squirting 4 gallons of jizz
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:30,
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with it's really great sperm
in some kind of oceanic bukkake tsunami
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:27,
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I 'm glad you are self employed
if it means you waste threads less
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:26,
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i dunno that this thread is a complete waste
we all seem to be venting a good bit a vitriol that would be otherwise damaging elsewhere
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:28,
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indeed
I was going to write a letter to the council about lamposts, but instead, I'm going to post on this thread and gaze longingly at illuminated street furniture
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:29,
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I think the first one
is more disturbing to me.
He's looking at me.
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:42,
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He's looking at me.
now he's seen you
your tasty brain juices are next on his agenda
:)
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 12:06,
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:)
well, to be fair, that'll be your monitor as much as my picture
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 12:46,
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maybe he/she is just posting on here to tell us how shit we are
:)
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:28,
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Congratulations!
Wear it with pride!
:)
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:35,
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Congratulations!
Wear it with pride!
:)
If you can get anyone to use them
I'll love you forever!
/uphill struggle
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 11:45,
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/uphill struggle
The door opened a crack
and I could see Victor peering through at me. He thought I wouldn't have noticed him, but there he was, strong and magnificent, his shell newly varnished and his antennae gleaming.
I put the vase down and rushed to the door, my heart leaping more with each step closer to him. My love, my beloved, my One True Snail: He had come back to me!
We said nothing. He led me to the bedroom, and for the second time in my life I knew what it was like to be loved by a snail.
I awoke the next morning to find a note on the floor near my bed. It was written in a trail of shiny slime. It said, 'Don't hate me'.
Trevor had gone again. This time for good.
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Sat 29 Sep 2007, 13:38,
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I put the vase down and rushed to the door, my heart leaping more with each step closer to him. My love, my beloved, my One True Snail: He had come back to me!
We said nothing. He led me to the bedroom, and for the second time in my life I knew what it was like to be loved by a snail.
I awoke the next morning to find a note on the floor near my bed. It was written in a trail of shiny slime. It said, 'Don't hate me'.
Trevor had gone again. This time for good.