Every other day…
myboyblue coming across as extremely needy and obsessive here. Liking and winner ratings for everyone except for poor old dumb me. I have done something to rattle the fuck out of you, not sure what it is mate, but you are seriously fucking rattled.
Sorry mate-won’t happen again I assure you.
You’ll always get an owl like from me, pal.
ah stop will you, just stop posting, please
Tell us more about Israeli soccer please mate-it is fascinating stuff.
Had to try three floors in work today. 8 out of 9 cubicles found to be in an unacceptable state. Cleaner had been on the rounds this morning too. Animals.
I hate this time of year.
Not even the grinch tried to blame Santa for the state of the jacks at work.
Is this an example of a toilet dressed up as Santa?
Or bad grouting??
Underestimated how much toilet paper I would need for wiping there. Had to quickly dash into the cubicle next to me to get more with my pants more or less around my ankles. The shame of it if someone had walked in.
A disabled toilet in an office with no obviously disabled person is a great refuge at times
On the other hand if you are using one and you hear tyres on tiles then 
[QUOTE=“TheUlteriorMotive, post: 1126987, member: 2272”]A disabled toilet in an office with no obviously disabled person is a great refuge at times
On the other hand if you are using one and you hear tyres on tiles then [/QUOTE]
That will be @flattythehurdler looking for a place to hide his bike before a business meeting.
No hiding. I stride like a colossus to the door of the hotel and leave it in the shrubbery directly outside*
- this is actually true.
It’s like a comedian I once saw said, “sometimes it’s a quick dab clean, and others its like you’re just rubbing the head of the next one due out”.
[QUOTE=“flattythehurdler, post: 1127012, member: 1170”]No hiding. I stride like a colossus to the door of the hotel and leave it in the shrubbery directly outside*
- this is actually true.[/QUOTE]
A shrubbery??
Roger the Shrubber?
You know like, bushes and flower beds and the like. I wedge the rothar into an ornamental hedge thing at the door. We’ve been meeting there every other week for years. No one bats an eyelid.
What sort of Mickey Mouse company are you running at all?
Good question.