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» When were you last really scared?

I got scared
that apeloverage had died. No posts for two whole minutes!

Oh not scared! Excited! I always mix those up!
(Sat 24th Feb 2007, 18:47, More)

» Sleepwalking

The ex-Mr Medi
Does lots of odd stuff in his sleep. He once got his rucksack on and went off to school at 5am wearing nothing but boxers.

He also used to talk a lot. There's was lots of nonsensical rhyming ("Muffins, buffins, muffins, buffins") and he used to think he was in work and used to ask me to grind aluminium and got really cross if I pointed out I couldn't do that.

It got worse as he used to work nights and I had to wake him up about 3pm. One afternoon, I was trying gently to wake him up while he was jabbering away and finishing with "I'd rather put a little bit of spunk on a man named Tony!"

I went downstairs and told all his friends. :D
(Tue 28th Aug 2007, 11:41, More)

» Picky Eaters

I'll save him the trouble
I'm apeloverage

meh meh meh meh meh

crap punchline
(Thu 1st Mar 2007, 20:12, More)

» Bastard Colleagues

Call centre for an energy provider
My boss: Get back in the system!!
Me: Sorry, I thought I was...
Boss: Whatever! Just do it!
Me: Fine, I was trying to be respectful but fuc-*call comes through*

Me:Can I have the new prices please?
Boss:*Rubs thoroughly on crotch* Here you go.

Boss:This *boring energy process* will be the death of me!
Me: Thought that would be syphilis?
Boss: You bitch!

Oh and if you are wondering why energy suppliers are slow to pick up its cos most of the phone monkeys are playing tetris. :)
(Sat 26th Jan 2008, 19:31, More)

» Personal Hygiene

Helen and Currig
Dirty bastards. they lived in a tiny cramped terraced house with my friend.

They are truly the most pretentious knobends I've ever met (I've been nominated for a Children's Bafta darling!), they lived in abject filth despite being so full of middle wank it was unbelievable. They used to let their many cats crap everyone, layer everything in matted cat hair and walk across the kitchen counters (you could actually see paw prints). Helen 'couldn't' wash cutlery. Allergic see. I don't know how the poor dear managed to eat with the things!

I was over one night, trying not to die of cat-piss allergy only to hear them slag off a woman on the TV for having a peach bedroom and coloured wine glasses. What a faux pas!

It's turns out cat shit is chic.
(Mon 26th Mar 2007, 17:48, More)
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