Confessions of a…....
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glass is always full even when you can't see what it is full of.
we need air & water to live . . . so the glass is f^cking full
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we need air & water to live . . . so the glass is f^cking full
I like that a lot. You're brilliant.
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nah just a master of arguing both sides of anything, hahahhahahaha
oh & all that story shows is Mega is clumsy as hell. i guess it is hard for a big bad ass robot to avoid a pile of dog mess, hahahahahaha
oh & idon't get involved when folks are f^cking or fighting unless invited
sh!t gets messy & you never know all the details . . . -
oh & the story shows Mini is a keeper. she cleaned Mega's J' that is wife material if i ever heard it
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Back from the dead!!!
A little story which my cousin reminded me of the other day which might amuse…
Some years ago, when I first left school, I had a part time job with a business which a part of my family ran delivering and fitting gas and electric cooking appliances. One day I was out on a delivery with my cousin and I was absolutely desperate for the toilet, and it wasn't the kind of thing where I could just find a tree if you get what I mean.
So we get to the customers house who we were delivering to next, I knock on the door and the guy answers (a frail looking old dude of about 80 years) and I say "Cooker delivery, do you mind if I use your toilet?". The guy looks a little confused by invites me in and shows me to the bathroom whilst my cousin unloads the giant, heavy cooker from the van single handed. Unfortunately I had either ate something which disagreed with me or had too much cheap booze the night before but my visit to the old mans bathroom was a long and unpleasant experience and I hoped that no one would want to come in after me, basically I was gone for about 20 minutes.
When I finally returned to the front door I saw my horrified cousin and a very confused old man who had not ordered a cooker and was wondering what we were doing at his house, we had completely the wrong road.
Lesson - Sat Nav is a GREAT invention.
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On December 30th I spat a piece of Snickers bar onto our Postman after opening the front door into my own chin, causing a choke reaction. I was choking and laughing too hard to speak, the Postman was horrified.
