Lurid Work Stories
"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)
"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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I wondered if anyone would recognize it and comment. Didn't have a lot of confidence in it, so I was pleasantly surprised.
( , Thu 12 Sep 2013, 10:47, closed)
*something about shoving Keats up girls' fannies
whilst bashing the Percy Bysshe*
( , Thu 12 Sep 2013, 12:20, closed)
whilst bashing the Percy Bysshe*
( , Thu 12 Sep 2013, 12:20, closed)
Poor ol' Percy.
Imagine how he must have felt when his wife's only book became such a hit that it has now become an integral part of culture.
( , Thu 12 Sep 2013, 12:43, closed)
Imagine how he must have felt when his wife's only book became such a hit that it has now become an integral part of culture.
( , Thu 12 Sep 2013, 12:43, closed)
I know. I can hear the wind blowing the tumbleweeds through the desolate remnants, with faint echoes in the distance as the cretinous plodders lope along, their incontinence dribbling shit over everything they pass as they drool and bellow at one another, oblivious to their own stench...
It's no wonder the place has become so pathetic.
( , Thu 12 Sep 2013, 11:41, closed)
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