Well, that taught 'em
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
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Shit job...
I'm a web designer for a poxy little company in the north. Our clients are generally a) retarded b) cunts.
I always make sure I take a half a shit just before they arrive for meetings, and the other half just as the meeting is ending.
We have one toilet.
It pleases me no end to think these bastards are breathing in into their lungs, tiny shit particles that have been up my arse.
( , Sat 28 Apr 2007, 14:23, Reply)
I'm a web designer for a poxy little company in the north. Our clients are generally a) retarded b) cunts.
I always make sure I take a half a shit just before they arrive for meetings, and the other half just as the meeting is ending.
We have one toilet.
It pleases me no end to think these bastards are breathing in into their lungs, tiny shit particles that have been up my arse.
( , Sat 28 Apr 2007, 14:23, Reply)
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