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
"Come here, Bob"
"Hurry up, Bob"
"Let's go, Bob"
"Time to sleep, Bob"
"Bob, what are you doing here? Bob?"
I'm going to prepare (mentally) for a mega presentation tomorrow. My horoscope for the week says:
"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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