Tell us something really trivial about your life (Vol 26)
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Fishtigua said:
Oh I fking give up on Facebook, it's shyte.
Can you construct a fking sentence on it? No, it posts every fking time you touch the fking keyboard. Am I missing some fking special FB magic fking wand? Cocksuskers for making it so shyte,
Shift and return will allow you to attempt to put some structure inCan you construct a fking sentence on it? No, it posts every fking time you touch the fking keyboard. Am I missing some fking special FB magic fking wand? Cocksuskers for making it so shyte,
GOG440 said:
Fishtigua said:
Oh I fking give up on Facebook, it's shyte.
Can you construct a fking sentence on it? No, it posts every fking time you touch the fking keyboard. Am I missing some fking special FB magic fking wand? Cocksuskers for making it so shyte,
Shift and return will allow you to attempt to put some structure inCan you construct a fking sentence on it? No, it posts every fking time you touch the fking keyboard. Am I missing some fking special FB magic fking wand? Cocksuskers for making it so shyte,
Bite Size Shredded Wheat here in South Glamorgan.
Look at that! Wheat is only an e away from what.
I also looked at a sign I've passed a zillion times since I started working here in September. It turns out I hadn't read it thoroughly before. It's on the Motorway approaching Cardiff and tells of the City and County of Cardiff. The County of Cardiff? When did that happen?
Maybe I read it wrong.
Look at that! Wheat is only an e away from what.
I also looked at a sign I've passed a zillion times since I started working here in September. It turns out I hadn't read it thoroughly before. It's on the Motorway approaching Cardiff and tells of the City and County of Cardiff. The County of Cardiff? When did that happen?
Maybe I read it wrong.
Well that was a tad funky.
A wall of black sea fog was standing duty on the beach. None of your whimpy, whispy grey stuff, this was thick, black, I can't find my parking space fog.
Anyway, dropped my laptop off at the little man in the village. Hope the kids don't nick it from his porch.
A wall of black sea fog was standing duty on the beach. None of your whimpy, whispy grey stuff, this was thick, black, I can't find my parking space fog.
Anyway, dropped my laptop off at the little man in the village. Hope the kids don't nick it from his porch.
Sea fog. Reminds me. Two lads on a job years ago met and got on really well and started to socialise and then socialise with the wives and all was going swimmingly. One had a small four berth sailing boat and invited his new mate and his wife to spend the day with them at Southend. On the following Monday there was bit of an atmosphere and the two weren't buds any more. At the end of the week the invited one put his notice in and left. So, we asked the one with boat, what was that all about? Apparently, the day had gone well, they had a bit of a sail but as they were sailing back a sea mist came in from nowhere. The skipper hauled the sails down and was motoring back very gently on the outboard. The mist was getting thicker so he asked if the other guy could go forward and shout if he saw any obstacles like moored boats at which his guest lay on the floor of the cockpit and adopted the foetal position which he maintained until they were safely moored. One of the wives went forward to act as lookout.
You just never know.
You just never know.
SWTH said:
Today's challenge (which I have chosen to accept), is to get my trusty, crusty and rusty Transit to North Wales. Going to be a long, slow plod up the M5....
Tell it, "You're going home." It'll be fine.I lie to my cars all the time.
Gullible vehicles are the key to many successful journeys.
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