
Breakfast at the Golden Arches

"5kg of boneless pork lon, please"
"I need a shpulder to cry on."
Should add this to the talkingcock.com dictionary
LancerLad was a terror at home. What a mess he made! He had taken his toy bucket and used it as a helmet. He kept saying: "See Bob the Builder." So on he goes. Bob this and Bob that. Even LancerLady also played around. The whole afternoon she kept calling him Bob. "Come here, Bob"
"Hurry up, Bob"
"Let's go, Bob"
"Time to sleep, Bob"
"Bob, what are you doing here? Bob?"

"You will have a lot on your plate at work and at home and you may have to fight to find time to relax. You also run the risk of alienating a colleague if there is a misunderstanding, so think before you speak."

Flickr maintenance. There's another farnie message captured in Ah9's blog

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