I've been spewing my guts up and shitting like a diseased camel since yesterday afternoon.
I have had all my paid sick days so I am at work. I am not happy about this.

What is considerably worse is that Crackers is taking Lusty and me to Needoo's tonight - well, taking Lusty to Needoo's. Even with my guts of steel I suspect that dry meat might not be the solution to my woes.

tl:dr BOO HOO WAAAAAAH WAAAAAH
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 8:30, 2 replies, latest was 13 years ago)

Poof.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 8:33, Reply)

Morning, 'The Great Suprendo'

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 8:35, Reply)

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 8:37, Reply)

In what must be my best namedrop story of all time, I sold him a shoe rack once.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 8:39, Reply)

You should sell this story to Hello! magazine.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 8:40, Reply)

I'm holding out for the highest bidder on this one.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 8:44, Reply)

I reckon you might get a whole £2.20 if they're feeling generous.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 8:46, Reply)

They need crotch shots for that amount.

( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 8:50, Reply)

I have also spent most of this morning spraying out brown water at high pressure
*high five*
( glued eel /questions/questionsyoudliketoask/post1648081, Tue 20 Nov 2012, 9:48, Reply)