My job: Expectation vs RealityWhen I worked as a window cleaner, everybody - and I mean everybody - I knew asked me the "how's yer father" question. The truth was that I was always knackered and freezing, and the only nudity I saw was some fat bloke's arse. Tell us how your work differs from the expectation.
Thanks to Rotating Wobbly Hat for the idea
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 8 May 2014, 22:21)
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I bet the landlord was Albert Marshmallow and as he only believes in paying peanuts to his property maintenance people.
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d.r._and_quinch when will you be famous?, Tue 13 May 2014, 16:03,
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Pay peanuts, get monkeys...oh, wait a minute...
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Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Tue 13 May 2014, 16:30,
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didn't he claim he had no tenants and was just keeping his imaginary property pristine for sale in one of his more recent flights of fancy?I'm struggling even to pretend to caste any more.
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Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Tue 13 May 2014, 17:05,
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Only the ones that I'm flipping - do keep up pizza-boy.
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Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Tue 13 May 2014, 19:22,
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the most valuable thing you've ever flipped is an asda economy burger, billyboy(
Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Wed 14 May 2014, 12:44,
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Do calm down, you'll do yourself a mischief.
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Albert Marshmallow is a completely irredeemable cunt, Wed 14 May 2014, 13:58,
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