And that's the thanks I got
On getting screwed over by people for whom you were doing a favour:
I spent several weeks helping my best friend - a complete layabout - with his A-Level computer science project so he wouldn't fail his course. In the end, he did so little work I actually ended up doing the whole thing for him in a half-term week I should really have spent revising for my own exams.
I got back to college to find that while I was hunched over a red-hot BBC Micro, he had spent the week screwing my girlfriend.
Then he didn't bother sitting the exam because "I'm going to fail anyway".
And that's the thanks I got. How have you been screwed over whilst doing someone a favour?
( , Thu 24 May 2007, 10:20)
On getting screwed over by people for whom you were doing a favour:
I spent several weeks helping my best friend - a complete layabout - with his A-Level computer science project so he wouldn't fail his course. In the end, he did so little work I actually ended up doing the whole thing for him in a half-term week I should really have spent revising for my own exams.
I got back to college to find that while I was hunched over a red-hot BBC Micro, he had spent the week screwing my girlfriend.
Then he didn't bother sitting the exam because "I'm going to fail anyway".
And that's the thanks I got. How have you been screwed over whilst doing someone a favour?
( , Thu 24 May 2007, 10:20)
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My eldest bruv said he'd buy my wet suit off me when I was broke and just before I moved to start work in London. I was in need of coin. Anyways, I get a lift off me other bruv to go 30 miles there. The fucker tries it on, says it fits a treat and 'll take it. But he hasn't got the money, he'll send it to me by cheque. I say fine.
A couple of weeks later I find out via my bruv, who gave me a lift, that he'd tried one on in a shop and bought that instead. I had to get the bus over to pick up my wetsuit. He's not exactly short of a bob or two either the fuckin' cunt. Blood thicker than water; like fuck it is. That was in '91 and I haven't spoken to the cunt since. Amazingly enough nobody's fucked me over quite like that before or since as it would be my right to smack the fuckers. Ya can't really do that with family, although I did floor my mum once but that's another story (not proud- just happened).
Family fun and harmony is what makes Christmas so special.
( , Wed 30 May 2007, 8:51, Reply)
My eldest bruv said he'd buy my wet suit off me when I was broke and just before I moved to start work in London. I was in need of coin. Anyways, I get a lift off me other bruv to go 30 miles there. The fucker tries it on, says it fits a treat and 'll take it. But he hasn't got the money, he'll send it to me by cheque. I say fine.
A couple of weeks later I find out via my bruv, who gave me a lift, that he'd tried one on in a shop and bought that instead. I had to get the bus over to pick up my wetsuit. He's not exactly short of a bob or two either the fuckin' cunt. Blood thicker than water; like fuck it is. That was in '91 and I haven't spoken to the cunt since. Amazingly enough nobody's fucked me over quite like that before or since as it would be my right to smack the fuckers. Ya can't really do that with family, although I did floor my mum once but that's another story (not proud- just happened).
Family fun and harmony is what makes Christmas so special.
( , Wed 30 May 2007, 8:51, Reply)
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