I really have had enough of discussing christmas food.
I spend so much time on the phone to the sort of Dick heads who volunteer to organise a staff Christmas do. Put some fucking shit in a bowl, the cunts will be so pissed by the time it goes, you'll be lucky not to lose a finger in the ensuing carnage as the fat slobs push and shove just to pile their plate on the company pound. Fat ungrateful shit bags. I can't wait to see the end of it, and settle down to s proper Christmas with my family and a couple of close friends.
( Windy Pig I'm naturally quite suspicious about the moon., Sat 15 Dec 2012, 9:54, 1 reply, 12 years ago)

I used to end up having 3 Christmas dos.
1) Our team used to go to a local pub for tea and then go and get horrendously pissed
2) The Office do is usually a posh meal in a posh hotel and generally shit. I don't do enforced bonhomie.
3) The Office Sports and Social dinner which is usually on a Wednesday afternoon and consisted of a traditional turkey dinner until the canteen closed :(

This year, the Sports and Social have organised an... erm... *fiddles with collar* erm... MASSIVE HOG ROAST!!
Sorry Pigsley :(
( mns 2️⃣2️⃣9️⃣0️⃣7️⃣, Sat 15 Dec 2012, 13:53, Reply)

like Chompy's had a special spitroast

( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Sat 15 Dec 2012, 13:56, Reply)

Pfft! :)

( mns 2️⃣2️⃣9️⃣0️⃣7️⃣, Sat 15 Dec 2012, 14:04, Reply)