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» I don't understand the attraction
Long nails
Why the funk does every Sydney princess see the need to get plastic nails installed?? They're grotty, creepy and they make you look like trampy strumpets you precious Gaga wannabes...
STOP IT OR I'LL GET THE CLEAVER.
(Thu 22nd Oct 2009, 3:23, More)
Long nails
Why the funk does every Sydney princess see the need to get plastic nails installed?? They're grotty, creepy and they make you look like trampy strumpets you precious Gaga wannabes...
STOP IT OR I'LL GET THE CLEAVER.
(Thu 22nd Oct 2009, 3:23, More)
» Easiest Job Ever
Bourne Salads
In factory jobs I have often found that people take the place of machines they can't be bothered to repair.
One scanty English summer (let's face it, that's all there is...although with the polar ice caps and whatnot maybe it's improved. But this was in like 1997) I was told to get a job and ended up working in Bourne Salads - Where Salads come to Die (TM).
I spent 12 hour night shifts standing (because it was a refrigeration section kept at 3 degrees, and sitting probably carried the risk of blood clots or frostbite according to that twat, Mr OH&S) and squeezing bags of salad to make sure they were airtight.
The smell in that factory was like the worst cabbage fart ever.
(Thu 9th Sep 2010, 19:59, More)
Bourne Salads
In factory jobs I have often found that people take the place of machines they can't be bothered to repair.
One scanty English summer (let's face it, that's all there is...although with the polar ice caps and whatnot maybe it's improved. But this was in like 1997) I was told to get a job and ended up working in Bourne Salads - Where Salads come to Die (TM).
I spent 12 hour night shifts standing (because it was a refrigeration section kept at 3 degrees, and sitting probably carried the risk of blood clots or frostbite according to that twat, Mr OH&S) and squeezing bags of salad to make sure they were airtight.
The smell in that factory was like the worst cabbage fart ever.
(Thu 9th Sep 2010, 19:59, More)