just fuck off.
what things do you just wish would fuck off.
I'm not a horrible person, am I fapps?
I don't think I'm cut out for my job :( It requires me to be worse than satan.
You are a not horrible person PO.
Nah you're job sounds tedious as fuck, but at least you get to sometimes go in a helicopter and like get paid a shit tonne. Just pretend its acting.
Most of it is just like another acting job.
Move to scotland with me fapps! I'll get you a part on Waterloo Road!
No balloons. My boyfriend (craigfoley) will probably want to come too <3 he's housetrained and really good with photoshop and extremely tall, dark and handsome <3
and foley can live with us yeah. deal.
I was just thinking, we could phoptoshop everyone in. Or i;ll get my hunky bf CRAIGFOLEY to do it for us <3
we technically don't exist.
is what this makes me. We need to sort this soon.
I think it's on there about 7 times. THeo did it today (thanks theo <3).
there's a place in spitalfields market that sells the pug balloons! It's the only balloon i'm not frightened of.
thats you that is
It's physically impossible for a job that involves helicopters to be shit.
It's trifle unfortunate as I need to go in one relatively often.
Everything is dandy.
use the toilet on the coach about 5 minutes after it starts moving to fuck off. REALLY?!!!
Needed a whiz, you see.
you absolute monster
Start by breaking it down into managemable chunksa. What is actually wrong :( I hate it when nice people are sad. (clearly love it when cunts cry .)
And.. is this a likelihood? (sorry, I've obviously missed some bad news). x
Bet you'd have got laid if you went
but that thread [and this morning's experiences on the road] has reminded me that i want 99% of the locale's driving population inhumanely destroyed
Buy a replacement? Sellotape them together like Harry Potter?
they were only £6 so it's nae bother.
My boyfriend has been getting up at 6am all week to go to work. As soon as he leaves one of them turns on the radio really loudly so I can't get back to sleep.
Heard one of them shagging this afternoon.
We just had a little game of indoor badminton with our hands and a rolled up ball of sellotape, they've started stomping around their living room in protest.
today is the best <3
I'm going to go and drink some wine. FUCK IT. Why the hell not. Then I'm going to eat some french food with the Canadians.
Then I'm going to go and SLEEP (in my own bed, just me, no bootycalls. I want to plant myself starshaped in my bed and sleep for so long.)
THIS IS MY PLAN. NOW WATCH ME GO.
lets get drunk together soon though, and flirt outrageously with strangers.
please, let's do this <3 (I'm still in the office. I have to draft a defence to a claim. Deadline TOMORROW or I need ot go to court. And I don't ever go to court.
not that i've watched it, but it seems like that sort of thing
then write a shit blog about it.
because you're so big, even NASA satellites can see you.
them satellites better have wide lenses girl!!11!111
i dont have a clue what this exchange is about anymore.
In the context of the quantity theory of money, you were about to explain the relationship between the growth rates of the money supply and the rates of inflation and show that inflation could, in the long run, be considered as a monetary phenomenon
Because if so, Ahm OOT.
He's all yours
'we don't do change. You'll have to get the next bus'
TWO HOURS until the next bus
a worthless human being
and tell him to keep the change. Or see if they can give it to you at the end of the journey if they have change by then?