oomska wrote: Well Josephine, I`m not sure if my spine could take 8 bars of Melancholy Baby as it`s already made from Custard and Goose bumps, certainly losing £5 would be well worth it as long as I don`t get the fuzzy end of the Lollipop again.
I have a confession, due to a traumatic incident, I've been left impotent and unable to love, which is why I plow all my time into my company, Shell oil. You're welcome to try and change that though, if you'd like to meet me on my yacht for some champagne and cold pheasent later?
I promise I would never give you the fuzzy end of the lollipop.
oomska wrote: Did you manage to raise any eyebrows or mercury levels in work with the Beef thermometer?
Steve laughed so hard his eyes bulged out of his head, but no one else batted an eyelid. Probably because they all think I'm mental and anything I say is glossed over as 'Rubbish that Ellie says'.
oomska wrote: Exactly, I totally agree when making the Tea you should never express the milk in first ... how very council estate, any adult caught perpetrating such a horrendous irreversible process should be drowned at birth or made to listen to that No direction shite, I`m just so glad I was not born before Tea was created .. or the Beatles
Don't forget to add Justin Bieber to the List of Shite that Exists in Today's World. I really do think that anyone who watches/listens to wank like that should at least be sterilised so they can't breed.
Also, people that hit cats in their cars and don't stop should be drowned at birth, or have some really painful punishment inflicted on them, like having their genitals torn off with a fork. This is aimed at whatever arsehole hit my ginger tiger the other night and broke his beautiful stripey tail so now it has to be partly amputated. Wankers.
oomska wrote: P.S, Don`t tell anybody, but thanks for showing me your nipple
You're welcome. As a bonus, here is my 100% fruit thermometer I made in the kitchen, because if I'm going to buy fruit, I'm sure as hell taking advantage of it's shape and displaying it like an immature teenager would. Hawhawhaw. It's probably a good thing that I never have guests over.