He's a kid, I won't get those watches back in one piece!
One time I took in two watches to get new batteries fitted. It was one of those cheapo watch stalls you see in most towns that had new straps, pins, and batteries. That sort of thing.

Anyway, I gingerly hand in the two watches to this 'kid' who only looked about 18 at the most. They were half decent watches, one of them being a limited editon Fossil watch that was discontinued a few years back and a Accurist chronograph. He said to come back in an hour.

I walked away feeling as if I had handed my first born to a local peado. "He's a kid, I won't get them back in one piece. He's bound to fuck them up!", I complained to Pantenewoman.

An hour later I returned, and the watches were perfectly fine. Pantenewoman was quick to take the piss and say that I sounded like my Dad.

It's a sad moment when you start looking around and working out that you could be biologically old enough to be someone's parent. My second youngest nephew has turned 18 recently and it seems like 5 minutes ago he was a toddler. Now, he ends up going to gigs with me on the odd occasion.

Time's a scary bitch...
(Panteneman Isn't entirely sure why he bothered on, Mon 11 Jun 2012, 14:13, 2 replies)

Remember
Don't call the ploiceman "son" just because he looks like yours.
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Mon 11 Jun 2012, 15:22, closed)

Sorry to disabuse you, but neither of those watches are half decent.
( Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Mon 11 Jun 2012, 18:26, closed)