
I 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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( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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was it, tartare steak for lesson incomplete an me sent they and did I; mail by courses cookery do never.
( , Mon 3 Dec 2012, 14:55, 4 replies)

I fear it was wasted effort.
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And, sadly, it's even worse than one of my half-arsed puns this week.
( , Mon 3 Dec 2012, 19:03, closed)

Now that I have, I really do wish that you hadn't bothered.
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