I was in a melbourne suburban shopping mall, in line for an icecream in the food mall
the girl behind the counter was chatting to this matronly woman in front of me. "Yeah, we were rooting (fucking) last night. He's married and he's a producer on Chances. He's giving me a role". Chances was this crappy short-lived TV drama. I thought either she or the producer was bullshitting, but blow me down, there she was next month on the telly: the ice-cream girl from the shopping centre
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chances_%28TV_series%29

ok. so it's not my best anecdote. I'd like to see you do any better. You can? We'll fuck you. You think I need to be here? I have important people I could be seeing. You hear me? Important People
( cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Mon 29 Aug 2011, 1:43, 3 replies)

My missus fucking loved Chances.
Me I never watch that sort of low-brow shit! (Mind you Abigail was still quite yummy then, not quite No.96 calibre but even so).
E-Street for me all the way.
YTOIDH.
(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Mon 29 Aug 2011, 3:41, closed)

Was he promising to put her on Chances
or threatening?
(apeloverage committed the vile act of onanism on, Mon 29 Aug 2011, 4:07, closed)

:)
the click was more for the angry defensive ending though - nicely done!
( sanityclause is waiting until, Tue 30 Aug 2011, 14:51, closed)