Nah! Heâs on the button with the ton each on this one. Following your logic by the time heâs done with graduation awards, engagement sweeteners and wedding presents heâd be at a grand a pop.
These things have to be structured, no point in overcooking things. He has a pair of his own too mind.
An absolute cluster fuck art. Happened around 11.30 this morning in Newbridge. No spare wheel and that foam stuff not worth a fuck. Waited for 1.5 hours to be told I had to be towed to Monasterevin. Another hour there. Got out of there at around 3.30. Said "fuck it "and went home after that. Stupid fuckers wouldnât spend a few extra quid on a spare wheel. An âŹ80/100 tyre ended up costing them âŹ400/500 and my wages for a half day
Im sitting down here now with a cold beer. I rang the wife about 2 to give her an update(sounding very sorry for myself) Thereâs a roast dinner about a half hour away from being served to me. Thereâs always an opportunity art