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Turns out i'm nowhere near a 32" waist and my jeans keep falling down to reveal my scants to the office. Nice.
get a pair that bloody fit and cover yourself up, you bloody tart!
loose fit always =)
I just wanted some attention
Oh no! The elastic on my pants has perished!
Oh no! I've accidentally fallen on to the bed!
Yeah, yeah, I'm not falling for that one again.
30" waist and 34"+ leg lengths are fucking hard to come by. I actually need 35" or 36" really.
M&S do some that fit me at £9.50.
but getting those measurements is tough. I have to get 32" leg, and given i wear my breeks half way down my arse, the legs always trapse along the floor and get ruined.
I may tie them up with string today, actually
I get jeans that are 30, 30, but I do wear them on my hips, but still . . . .
check my bony hips
I win at anorexia.
how tall are you, young man?
I'm a dwarf.
what weight are you?
My metabolism is kerrrazy.
i'm 5ft 7 and am currently about 7.8 stone. i've never weighed more than 8 stone.
I need to throw up more.
I may have to snap you in two next weekend
if everyone i was sarcastic to snapped me, then i'd be...pretty bloody snapped indeed!
and need a belt. Infact, just today I managed to enter the third hole on my belt, a year after not even needing one.
Congratulations to me.
In other news I spent a while trying to find a thread where I mentioned taht I had forgot to wear cufflinks, which is as bad.
Cufflink absence is pretty funny though...did you look like you had worn Batman's cape?
just ironed the shirt too.
I would love to be able to wear anything to work, instead my cardigan is as close I get. And I am not wearing it now, in full root and toot suit.
And ties. Others in the office only wear a shirt and a pair of trousers, it makes me feel a million times more superior.
but i wear t-shirts, jeans and sneaks to work because i have slowly but surely been pushing the limits of my boss and she hasn't said anything to me yet, regardless of how scruffy i look. Perhaps i'll try shorts or PJs before i leave?
i scoff at all the suits in my office and say stuff like "hey dude, what's with the three piece cage? free yourself from the oppression of the man, man".
I'm now toying with the idea of a chef's apron and a pair of doc martin's only...
shirt sleeves ROLLED RIGHT UP. i could get away with dressing casually here in jeans and t-shirts, but i chose not to, because then it kind of make them less fun to wear in the real world.
Though some push the boundaries, I like to think I am the best dressed guy in the office, except of course the Italian guy (who inspired the Sitcom thread) who wears matching suits of varying coulours, match hats and a cape/long jacket and has a cane.
He is fucking mint.
my fucking hero and i've never met him.
i'm trying to rock a cane just now, but only around the office. i buggered my toe at the weekend and found this old cane in the office and am milking the "pain". dare i take it to the streets?
but yeah! i am SO marty crane! i'll run around the office right now going "eddie! eddie!"
flamingo with half a leg. I got some sympathy from the office hot person, as her and I have jokes about the old lecherous men who fancy her, but apart from that I am scuppered.
One tried to pull her at the Xmas part and instead spewed in her hand bag. He handed his notice in a week later.
you couldn't have held it in until you got to the lavvy?
if only for anecdotal purposes
and mine wouldn't allow me to look.
I have found my safe-haven
I look ace in a tie.
^ that's what i say to all the boys
i cannae make heid nor tail of the replies anymore
"i scoff at all the suits in my office and say stuff like "hey dude, what's with the three piece cage? free yourself from the oppression of the man, man"."
I put the pointer at the left and run the scroller all the way up.
if you didn't all talk as much threads would be easier to follow
"whit maw? a wizz pure day'in' 'his 'hing, man, an' some wee baw tried tae boot me tae fuck, a said he wizz a cunt n pure booti' his face in, geez a drink ya scag"
ya daft cunt!
I never understood the purpose of this phrase
nothing to worry about
you can call for help