Suddenly a flash of pompadour and *Yoink**Throws a pack* no-one even cares whether it's a cake or a biscuit anymore!
Suddenly a flash of pompadour and *Yoink**Throws a pack* no-one even cares whether it's a cake or a biscuit anymore!
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Aye I could never try it, talking to people is hard enough in non-confrontational scenariosI bet, itโs a role I couldnโt do. Really donโt envy anyone in a role like that.
*Catches pack, scoffs the lot, ODs on smashing orangey bit* burp!*Throws a pack* no-one even cares whether it's a cake or a biscuit anymore!
My sides!smashing orangey bit
You have to be a certain age to understand the 'smashing orangey bit'My sides!
Can I join in the next dance you have to do?I had to go down the little'uns school yesterday for a special assembly just for her class and their parents. The monkey volunteered herself and me to do the gummy bear dance in front of everybody. I must admit I've had some great moves.
Genuinely thought you were just being really enthusiastic about it!You have to be a certain age to understand the 'smashing orangey bit'
Yep, no worries. It's one their wake up routines the class do in a morning. I just used to get the blackboard rubber thrown at me when I was at school, that woke me up!Can I join in the next dance you have to do?
Ah, my Dad recalls such things, as well as the cane...I can now just picture you sat there in a poof of chalk dustYep, no worries. It's one their wake up routines the class do in a morning. I just used to get the blackboard rubber thrown at me when I was at school, that woke me up!
Too late Meowth stole them and now I can't find the crafty bastard!*Catches pack, scoffs the lot, ODs on smashing orangey bit* burp!
Genuinely thought you were just being really enthusiastic about it!
I had the cane from the head master a few times in primary school. The head at secondary school was more sadistic. It was a wooden ruler across the knuckles with him. What made it worse was the ruler had a metal edgeAh, my Dad recalls such things, as well as the cane...I can now just picture you sat there in a poof of chalk dust
I feel like I kind of need to invite you two to my wedding so you can do that dance.I had to go down the little'uns school yesterday for a special assembly just for her class and their parents. The monkey volunteered herself and me to do the gummy bear dance in front of everybody. I must admit I've had some great moves.
That can be a problem with things like that, some people enjoy it too much and that can lead to a host of problems. My dad once had a teacher throw something at him hard enough it cut his head and the thing broke... then he got sent to the head for misbehaving.I had the cane from the head master a few times in primary school. The head at secondary school was more sadistic. It was a wooden ruler across the knuckles with him. What made it worse was the ruler had a metal edge
That's nasty You'd swear it was the 1800's!I had the cane from the head master a few times in primary school. The head at secondary school was more sadistic. It was a wooden ruler across the knuckles with him. What made it worse was the ruler had a metal edge
No, 70's and early 80's. What made it even worse was my dad would ask me why I had bruised knuckles and I'd end up getting the same off him Different times back then.That's nasty You'd swear it was the 1800's!
I bet you'll be humming that tune tomorrow and wondering where the hell you heard it fromI feel like I kind of need to invite you two to my wedding so you can do that dance.