My Arch-nemesis
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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You have, B3ta, you have.*
Pressurising me into reading purile/hilarious (delete as experienced) posts, preventing me from working, luring me into your fold.
Then on a Saturday when I still have to work you all bugger off and leave me bereft.
There is no methadrone equivilent for my problem, so I ask in all humbleness, please keep it alive on a Saturday, there are still people sadly without a hangover, who still need a fix.
*May not have actually ruined my life, probably improved it.
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:17, Reply)
Pressurising me into reading purile/hilarious (delete as experienced) posts, preventing me from working, luring me into your fold.
Then on a Saturday when I still have to work you all bugger off and leave me bereft.
There is no methadrone equivilent for my problem, so I ask in all humbleness, please keep it alive on a Saturday, there are still people sadly without a hangover, who still need a fix.
*May not have actually ruined my life, probably improved it.
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:17, Reply)
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