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It was a really hot day and as I walked into the big shopping mall there my nose was assaulted by a powerful sweaty odour. Took me a few seconds to realise that there was a Games Workshop down the line of shops. There was a normal looking woman in there with her black-clad kids and she looked like she was undergoing some kind of crisis as she wondered how someone who used to be so cool could produce such sad children.
reeked to high heaven of B.O. when passing by.
Weird. Smelly little dweebs.
someone had to post it.
and required some kind of special harness to carry it. His companion was only holding a copy of white dwarf.
his companion was his caddy.
"LOL @ YOU, GEEK! Ha, I've got to rush off and post about this on a forum I'm a member of thanks to an obscure meme. Irony? What do you mean?"
(I'd have done the same.)
The ironing is not lost on me nor on my Blood Angel Legions.
Apparently Games Workshop charge about £3 per pot of paint, so I doubt 8p gets you very much.
Imagine the smell.
who work there. Aside from the obvious black top with yellow logo, a pony tail of substantial length is also part of the uniorm.
I used to work at Games Workshop.
Awesome student job
why they walked in your office a advertised the fact they had this amount of stuff?
The guy in the office next to mine has a full "Nurgle" army for both types and is going to the big store tomorrow for a release of something. Top guy. Always says "The great Maw" at meetings.
elitist cunts think they're better than us with their damn overpriced figurines.
I had a look at Games Workshop webstore the other week, I was scared by how much I wanted the new Tyranid models.