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"I know a railwayman of 40-odd years' service," says Juan Quar, "and he tells me a new gruesome yarn each time we meet. Last week's was of checking the time on the wristwatch of a severed arm he'd just collected after a track fatality."
Tell us the horrible stories you tease the new hires with, or that you've been told.
NB By definition, these are probably all made up. Roll with it
( , Thu 5 Sep 2013, 17:33)
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You know, that one person who blends in with everyone else. Seems totally normal, even has friends and a social life.
Some of them even post on B3TA.
And then they go into the toilet cubicle and just shit EVERYWHERE.
( , Sat 7 Sep 2013, 14:17, 4 replies)
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phantoms.
Guy I work with grabs the paper, announces he's off for 'a good clearout', and anyone going into the bog he used afterwards is normally treated to something that looks like you've tipped a spoonful of Maxwell house into a wet cup.
"For fucks sake"
"Don't worry, cleaners'll be in later"
( , Mon 9 Sep 2013, 13:11, closed)
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