No Self-AwarenessI had a boss who had no idea of his body odour problem, and everybody was too tactful to break it to him. Not so a visiting Rev Ian Paisley: "What the blazes is that smell? Is it you?" That sorted it. Stories of people blissfully unaware of their bad smells, bad manners and foghorn voices.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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Something about Santa's helpers spending 11 months a year working as executioners.Something else about them all having unpronouncable Lappish names, so the prison guards used to just refer to them by letters.
Something else about a conversation between one of them and the HR manager who told him he was to be relocated.
HR Manager: You're being sent up to our head office in Scotland. It's just on the shore of that loch that the legendary monster lives in.
Noose Elf A: Where? Ness?
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drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Fri 30 Nov 2012, 11:23,
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