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Flossing your tea.
with feet on the coffee table
around an unexpectedly moving office chair.
*pours tea on jeans*
this really isn't acceptable office behaviour.
that is massively nauseating.
I can feel that my fingers need to be clicked right now but i'm gonna hold out for just a little bit longer to get a loud click and a much better feeling
Approaching a roundabout/junction and seeing that there's traffic, but timing it so that you don't have to stop and can take the corner in third gear. For some reason I love doing this.
It was based on some kind of bowl of water and then you have to pop your booby in there and see how much water left. Quite clever really.
I think she's got it!
YOU PAY FOR THESE TROUSERS.
When Archimedes discovered displacement (the trinny and susannah method of weighing boobs) he shouted Eureka
There's a joke about Euripides and the punchline is euripides trousers, you mend a these trousers.
I tried to get this across in the two giants thread, but it didn't catch on.
and I think my way helped with the explanation.
and isn't that the volume of your boobs rather than the weight?
I think 2010 has been the year of the breast.
Farting under a duvet.
Farting in the bath.
how do you catch a fart?
I'm not with it today. Lack of sleep.
mmmmm. I want kettle chips now.
as you get to it for a morning brew.
Which one of you toilets broke my thread.
so you can put your bread in and gather your knife, plate and spreadables at a nice leisurely pace before your toast pops up just as you put the last thing down.
Even better if you have a 4-slice toaster, so you can also time two slices to pop up just as you finish buttering the first ones.
Feeling like you're in that morecambe and wise breakfast sketch = massively satisfying.