VandalismI got a load of chalk, felt-tip markers and paint from friends one Christmas in a thinly-veiled attempt to get me involved with their plan to vandalise the toilets at the local park. My downfall: Signing my name. Tell us your stories of anti-social behaviour.
Thanks to Bamboo Steamer for the suggestion
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 12:10)
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Pad and penIn a small meeting a few months ago with the big bods of the company, and Joe Scaramanga to my left, imagine my pain as JS quietly lent over, drew an enormous jizzing cock and balls on my notepad, and lent back to study earnestly the speaker and their presentation.
Thus my next half hour was spent A: trying to keep my composure and B: trying to get him back.
And Mrs Vagabond calls me immature.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 13 Oct 2010, 11:19,
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It's amazing how much one gets ignored if one is not perceived to be part of things around here.Ebsolutely fascinating, in fect.
*adjusts monocle*
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 13 Oct 2010, 15:25,
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Beadle had nothing on me(
Joe Scaramanga with a G-double-O-D vibration, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 8:18,
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