Only teenage/twenty-something men would lump together all methods of food preparation not involving a microwave.

Wooohoo you ****in rock! Happy dance, booty dance!

(My boss, she on dat dope...)

"You're cute too (heart smiley)"

"This is Greyhound Recycling. Your BLACK bin is due for collection tomorrow""

Yes, my life sucks... :(

Perhaps you could explain for the non-Irish potato-abusers on this site?

"Giz a bell when u can, couldn't answer before, was wrestling with a recalcitrant pair of curtains!"

"Giz a bell"?

Does that mean text me back or something?

Either that or someone needs to see a urologist immediately.

Pretty much. Ring/Text back.

Simple enough. Greyhound are my bin collection guys. Black wheelie bin collected one week (normal waste) Green the other (Recycle). They text you the day before to say, basically, don't forget to put out your wheelie bin tonight as we'll be around early in the morning to collect them.

Over here Greyhound is a bus company, but considering their reputation, not that different from that different from their Irish namesake.

Well considering they recently tried to force their staff to accept 30% paycuts, then locked them out, used scab labour and threatened to close down the company if the strike (which had gone on for months) was not sorted, you can understand how I kicked them into touch and am now going with another company. Anyone who treats their employees like shit like that gets no business from me.

"HAHAHA! Omg, so good!"

Don't open the box!

Did you?

I look stupid to you?

Did it explode?

"Oh yeah. Well I'm being a makeup artist for a model on a shoot tomorrow and don't know how long I'll be needed there so will have to let you know"

"Xmas toilet bomb?"

Yeah.

This deserves some elaboration.
THE DEETS. WE NEED THE DEETS. Tails of the deet, s'what we needs. Fill us in breh, clues for the shoes find the good news eh eh

the **** is an Xmas toilet bomb though?

'I just saw a raccoon and it reminded me of you. It was eating out of the garbage.'

Love you too sis.

:rofl:

"I don't have to tell you that describing the new chicken breast special as 'the tits' is inappropriate."

COME ON MAN

LET ME HAVE SOME FUN
sheesh
boring boss is no fun

"Long Wong dongs floppin out of boxer slits"
-- my husband describing his attire before I bring my coworker over ...

"Have you ever heard of Miles Davis?"

Who was that? :laughing:

My sister, we grew up in a very non-jazz household. Still doesn't make it any less hilarious though.

"Umm i think we know who the bad one is lol btw he is lookin sexy today"

A friend attempting to play wingman for me. Bless her

"100% power!"

"It never ends well over the phone, and it's not real"

That was a fun day...

"k"

You can imagine the stimulating conversation.

I've had wayyyyy to many conversations that have ended like that.

It's even better when the text I sent them was "mmk".

Totally, believe me I've had these expirences more than I care to share.

I guess I should also mention that I was texting myself.

Well that's certainly a twist :laughing:

lol

haha

How does my subconscious not know something I'm conscious of?

I forgot about this thread, it so good too.

Text: You sent me a text message. After not texting each other for weeks. Don't just say never mind