Being out on the piss for literally days before starting a new job and once I'd started, staying on the piss with some good mates. The downside was that I'd not been able to grab a shower for about a week due to various Doris's being less than up to date with their bill payments and the fact that they wouldn't let me out of the house until the last minute.
Really thought I was on for the old tin tack as I knew that I stank of old sweat, out of date Avon deodorant and I am sure something akin to week old sardines.
Anyway a couple of the girls in the new place were pulling faces and sniggering behind my back and when I was asked to stay behind "for a quick beer" shall we say by the office enforcer. I thought my time had come.
As it happened, the silly old bugger completely bottled it and sent a memo to the MD instead! Can you believe it? I shot home had a two hour long shower and used at least a gallon of Lynx black and am now literally smelling of roses.
Being out on the piss for literally days before starting a new job and once I'd started, staying on the piss with some good mates. The downside was that I'd not been able to grab a shower for about a week due to various Doris's being less than up to date with their bill payments and the fact that they wouldn't let me out of the house until the last minute.
Really thought I was on for the old tin tack as I knew that I stank of old sweat, out of date Avon deodorant and I am sure something akin to week old sardines.
Anyway a couple of the girls in the new place were pulling faces and sniggering behind my back and when I was asked to stay behind "for a quick beer" shall we say by the office enforcer. I thought my time had come.
As it happened, the silly old bugger completely bottled it and sent a memo to the MD instead! Can you believe it? I shot home had a two hour long shower and used at least a gallon of Lynx black and am now literally smelling of roses.
Getting picked for the Maldives v Rest of the World Cup final tomorrow (OK, it's staff v guests). Met up with my new team mates about an hour ago, playing up front with an Italian guy, you know sort. 6' 3" slim, dark complexion, not a feckin hair out of of feckin place, a feckin designer beard, I feckin hate the smarmy b@stard. A Boro and Man city fan make up the English contingent although when they were chatting it was easier for me to understand my strike partner a Sampodoria fan knows about Charltons plight and now speaks fluent "Roland Out" We retired to the bar well me and my new Italian best mate did, the two northern guys went to bed.
When you miss the bus so walk a world record breaking speed to catch your train, you make it and you get great reward by getting the last.......... Luggage rack seat. #winning #smugface
Running late for my train and the kind signal man has sent the charring cross train in first meaning I'm there in time for my Cannon Street train and saving me a walk over London Bridge !
Palace winning in the last minute........ because it meant my 6 fold acca came in. I always bet on those inbreds to win cos if they do it softens the blow,a bit!
Hearing Michael Jackson's "Earth Song" on the radio for the first time in ages and realising it immediately made me think of the Vic Reeves 'Club Singer' version, causing me to chuckle all the way through the song, whilst occasionally punctuating it with an outburst of "WHAT ABOUT THE CHICKENS?" much to the bemused annoyance of Lady Romford.
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Really thought I was on for the old tin tack as I knew that I stank of old sweat, out of date Avon deodorant and I am sure something akin to week old sardines.
Anyway a couple of the girls in the new place were pulling faces and sniggering behind my back and when I was asked to stay behind "for a quick beer" shall we say by the office enforcer. I thought my time had come.
As it happened, the silly old bugger completely bottled it and sent a memo to the MD instead! Can you believe it? I shot home had a two hour long shower and used at least a gallon of Lynx black and am now literally smelling of roses.
Complete result.
b@stard. A Boro and Man city fan make up the English contingent although when they were chatting it was easier for me to understand my strike partner a Sampodoria fan knows about Charltons plight and now speaks fluent "Roland Out" We retired to the bar well me and my new Italian best mate did, the two northern guys went to bed.
(And no that's nothing to do with a red light district tranny @DaveMehmet )
She is very lovely though.
Seriously though, where are you? (It's the beer glasses that interest me, I'm guessing Australia?)
I've also noticed to do less chips than they do at The Valley.