No Self-Awareness
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)
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.
Suggested by Ding Dong Montily on High
( , Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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Listen, man. That's not on.
We're allowed to make jokes about the 1840s genocide to each other, but you aren't. It's like black people saying N*gger or boring cunts saying L*theran.
( , Wed 5 Dec 2012, 18:18, 1 reply)
We're allowed to make jokes about the 1840s genocide to each other, but you aren't. It's like black people saying N*gger or boring cunts saying L*theran.
( , Wed 5 Dec 2012, 18:18, 1 reply)
oh man lol yeah
How many potatoes does it take to kill an Irishman?
None
Yeah lol
( , Wed 5 Dec 2012, 18:21, closed)
How many potatoes does it take to kill an Irishman?
None
Yeah lol
( , Wed 5 Dec 2012, 18:21, closed)
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