I walked into the office; “Arse!, fudgeknuckles!, twallock!, bollocks! wanker, knob muncher!”
Carolyn comes running into the office from the kitchen; “What’s wrong?”
“I stubbed my toe on my desk.”
“Is that all?”
“Is that all! This bugger hurts,” I moaned hopping around holding my foot in my hand.
Thanks, yes it does, haven't written longhand so much since high school.
Looks fab. Well done you, you have some serious patience!
Some people have no thought for those around them I guess.
Yeah, usually they have a belt for the pants and a holster, I didn't add the bullet loops either as
I really hate it when people decide to spray in enclosed spaces.. it doesnt matter how nice it smell
its really cool... but belt should be thicker i think :P
Maybe I should tote a can of air freshener for those moments.
It is worse when they make the rules up on the fly.
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