The Beast
For the last umpteen years we have took it in turns to bring in doughnuts, cakes and muffins, danish pastries to the office. There is no rota, we all just get them when we think it's our turn. Sometimes we do a bacon sandwich run or ice lollies in the summer.

The Beast, however, has NEVER brought in ANYTHING, he does have a secret stash of ginger nuts he hides in his drawer though.

Despite this he stills manages to wind three or four doughnuts into his face out of the 15 that are brought in. His record is 12 jaffa cakes in one visit to the kitchen. His personal best TTD (Time To Doughnut from entering the office) is 23 secs.

Even shouting down the office that I've brought something in and there "should be enough for one each" isn't a subtle enough hint. No it's sugar and crumbs in the beard again all day.

Fat git.
(Yellow Car is now red, Thu 23 Oct 2008, 21:21, 1 reply)

A ginger nut fits nicely in a sweaty bum crack.
Just saying.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Thu 23 Oct 2008, 21:47, closed)