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 pair of pillocksMrs Kite has an "endearing" habit of using the wrong word in a sentence; "Pass me the sausage" may refer to our Hoover, or a book, or her 'phone. Over many years I have mastered the art of understanding her gibberish and we generally communicate well. Whilst arranging our list of guests for our wedding, she asked if I was inviting Sid and Beryly. I replied "yes", and then realised that whilst neither of us know a Sid, or a Beryl, I knew she meant Iain and Katherine and answered apprpriately.
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Indeed. I had a similar working relationship with a guy at work.At one point as we sat working in silence, he said to me "No I haven't, but I emailed them earlier, they've sorted it out and should be sending it over shortly".
"Ah, right" I said, satisfied, and then realised I hadn't even asked him a question.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 15:29,
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