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Smite them thine Modly powers !!!
I think there's a message hidden in there for you, but your just not seeing it!:amen:Piking chunts.
Regular 6am ride with 2 farkiners. One messages at 5.30 that his daughters cooking upset his arse, the other is a no show, whit me waiting out at the meet point. After I give up and go home, 'sorry, didn't set my alarm'.
Dead to me.
You could, you know, just ride by yourself.After I give up and go home,
I know this too. No today, but too often. Then the weak arse "let's go for a ride" pestering starts up again and they don't understand why you won't. Clowns.Piking chunts.
Regular 6am ride with 2 farkiners. One messages at 5.30 that his daughters cooking upset his arse, the other is a no show, whit me waiting out at the meet point. After I give up and go home, 'sorry, didn't set my alarm'.
Dead to me.
But who would he talk shit at all ride long?You could, you know, just ride by yourself.
I do if I know no one is coming. It left me too short of time to do the pre-loop, do I drove the 7km home, had a cuppa left car at home, and rode back to meet the losers only doing one loop. The extra 90 min sleep wooda been nice. :rant:You could, you know, just ride by yourself.
Death's head I assume?First day back at work after two moths off. It's gonna be murder
So much pain to be had. Good luck!First day back at work after two moths off. It's gonna be murder
Well I laughedDeath's head I assume?
Being smart spoils a lot of things, doesn't it?Well I laughed
Welcome to the world of hygiene around kids.Next door neighbours had their kids first birthday party on Sunday arvo.
Now my 3 kids are all home sick and it turns out all kids from this party are sick also. It has been a vomitathon since 1:30 this morning.
I am now starting to feel a bit queezy.
Oysters should never be served at a children's birthday party.Next door neighbours had their kids first birthday party on Sunday arvo.
Now my 3 kids are all home sick and it turns out all kids from this party are sick also. It has been a vomitathon since 1:30 this morning.
I am now starting to feel a bit queezy.
The old "I see you have discovered a new way to keep my pockets warm sir! I thank you from the bottom of my heart." scenario?LTIH = getting the "got your nose" treatment at work
I guess I should be thankful they gave me a plan B
The fact they've told me I'm great at the job only balances the flavour of shit that is served (if one is to use the current cooking show parlance)
The mousse is superb.Yeah something like that