Losing itBluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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A very large killing machine, a very small brain.The M5 south of Bristol is a lonely place at 2 am in winter, and it's made worse by being pitch black with no landmarks. High in the cab, it's warm, the cruise control was on, and the road stretched out featurelessly.
The office rang me, and asked how I was getting on.
"Er, dunno"
"Why not?"
"I've forgotten where I am. Is it Wednesday yet?"
(, Sun 24 Jul 2011, 10:21, 3 replies)
should be a taxi driver(
fluffybunnykiller Is feasting on the clitoris of life, Sun 24 Jul 2011, 10:51,
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that's the place where the traffic is always bollocksed by accidentsprobably due to long straight bits of road with no features hence why so many multiple pileups and even people looking at the pileup and then having another one 100 yeards down the road cos they were still looking in the rear view mirror.
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Rotating Wobbly Hat That's not a banana. THIS is a banana., Sun 24 Jul 2011, 17:51,
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No, they're all suicidal as they realise that they're heading for Exeter(, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 14:07, closed)
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