Lesbians, Burger buns, loading bays and pool
I didn’t have a means to be online at work yesterday but it didn’t stop me for having my usual barrage of nonsensical moments. As I was armed with my iPod Touch I did manage to jot some of them down and create the following mess of randomness which didn’t make it onto my twitter stream.
If I was a brain eating zombie I’d starve to death here…
There should be a minimum walking speed. 1 mile a year is head wrecking!
Why are asylum seekers allowed vote in local elections?
Daytime talk radio is absolute shite!
Mmnn…. Brain? Nope – I was wrong! Just another cauliflower!
Wonder if Sara‘s awake yet? You awake babe?
It’s not supposed to rain inside! Oh fuck! Hope Anthony is up for moving the pool table.
New sport - under water billiards?
Quit banging the fecking door!
How many people will suffer eye injuries from self absorbed twats with umbrellas today?
Ooh we get to squeeze Anthony’s buns again today!
Watching Anthony squeeze his buns never gets old!
“Morning. Not committing any fraud today?”
Why do they call it a loading bay when they mostly unload stuff? Or is “unloading bay” to kinky sounding?
Overheard: “Every real man is a lesbian at heart!”
Why are people around here wearing duffle coats with the hoods up and shorts? Indoors!!!
I keep saying never trust a skinny chef, but that’s because it means they don’t eat their own food. All this talk of you squeezing Anthony’s buns makes me wonder if his food should be the least of my concerns!
@Suburban Oblivion Hardy fecking har har… Plus, as Anthony said to you yesterday “I’m not skinny, I’m fit” – ROFL
When @pauloflaherty starts talking about squeezing a co-workers buns, I get worried… http://is.gd/sKw2
Eaves dropping is probably one of my favorite things to do. People say the craziest things.