I wish I got to do deliveries to hotty Cork women.
Closest I get is the French bird at the dump. Its taken me months to get over the bonjour incident, and even then only probably because 50 thousand other bogan arseholes have said bonjour then pissed themselves laughing.
So the other day I tried a different technique. I turned my car off (ignoring the backlog), opened the door, took my sunnies off real slow, and made sure I spoke very North Queenslandish slow and deep.
Yeah I dont mind Chrissy. Always heaps of nice food, few beers, kick back and watch the kids all happy with their goodies...
I was thinking about it just today, how surreal it was a few years back, playing cards against humanity with my completely straight older bosses. Some cards, I just couldnt play, on the quiet I told their daughter who thought it was hilarious.
Well if you are serious about change, start by banning tea. How much time is wasted by people sitting around drinking tea and nattering? First you have to make the tea, then sit around drinking the tea, and then clea... well... putting the filthy insect-ridden diseased manky dirty mugs away.
I'm reading a fascinating book written by a brilliant French scholar, its called- Apprendre à compter jusqu'à dix ans et utiliser les toilettes sans l'aide d'un adulte.
I dont trust people whos earlobes dont have a gap between them and the persons head. So, if the ear goes straight downwards then sidewards straight on to the jaw with no gap, don't trust them. Not for one minute.
If you go to somebodies house for dinner, they generally dont have 2 separate toilets, and its no big deal.
I think the general public is a different matter, teenage daughters and dirty old men are a bad mix. Easier to police separate areas, there would be no excuse for a guy to be hanging around inside a female bathroom.
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RE: What Are Your Christmas Wishes????????????
I wish I got to do deliveries to hotty Cork women.Closest I get is the French bird at the dump. Its taken me months to get over the bonjour incident, and even then only probably because 50 thousand other bogan arseholes have said bonjour then pissed themselves laughing.
So the other day I tried a different technique. I turned my car off (ignoring the backlog), opened the door, took my sunnies off real slow, and made sure I spoke very North Queenslandish slow and deep.
She loved it, I could tell.