
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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then one day I spilled champagne on the keyboard, and there was electric fizzling and smoke. And then the most amazing thing happened. I still had a computer that wasn't self aware, but my keyboard was completely fucked.
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