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knob cheese v religion
I work in radio and when i started, i was an employed working cliche. Yes, I was the early morning dog's body who pushed buttons and made the tea.

One particular Sunday morning the religious producer, who we called "Womble", on account of her being a big fat bitch, told me "I'd never make it in this business" and "I should buck my ideas up and never turn up with a (only slight) hangover again".

The only reason she vented her spleen in my direction was because the cunt-faced-christian had fucked up pushing the buttons SHE was in charge of... my fault clearly! Being a nice kind of chap, and too junior and timid to fight my corner, i offered to make some tea to appease the aged fucker.

Now because I'd been on the shandy the night before I was up late, therefore didn't bother to have a shower when I got up at 5am. This meant that certain areas of my body had made a speical type of home made knob produce. As I was pouring the water into the cups I began to want my own sweet (or salty in this case) revenge.

I vividly remember thinking "the bitch will eat my cheese".. So I grabbed the spoon for her cup, whipped out the old fella, scooped up an extra portion of smegma and gleefully stired it in with her sweetex. I sat in the production area outside of the studio and watched her gulp the whole lot down. That was a good day.

I still work in radio and she doesn't. win.
(Wed 24th Sep 2008, 17:28, More)