Rubbish King
The gift that keeps on giving
http://www.tmz.com/2013/03/08/justin-bieber-fight-photog-bouncers-london-video/
What do we think guise
The main reason i love fucking problems is that it sounds incredible in my car. Such a perfect singe. Fo ShO
phisheep you said you walked around with lighting kits etc.
also in the EU thread you had students
i am deeply interested in these developments and would like to hear more
could you clarify for the court exactly what it is you do in life outside of beads?
God i love this country.
Pissing down with rain and telling some spoiled, entitled yank with a condom hat to fuck off back to america.
God i love this country.
phisheep you said you walked around with lighting kits etc.
also in the EU thread you had students
i am deeply interested in these developments and would like to hear more
could you clarify for the court exactly what it is you do in life outside of beads?
Isn't it a did in life? Now it's all bees all the time
He is on the iOS thread a lot, much like me he finds this thread not only moves too fast but is rife with "in jokes" from a bunch who know each in irl.
Not whining, just le facts.
Holy shitLong life. Done lots of things.
Did a lot of maths at school. Done nuclear physics, psychology, physiology, philosophy and law at various universities.
Taught maths and law.
Done programming, management accounting, team management and senior-ish management professionally.
Played recorder, timpani, drums, clarinet, banjo, sax and keyboard. Sang tenor, baritone and bass in male voice and mixed choirs.
Reasonably competent at snooker & pool, played wing, scrumhalf and hooker at rugby.
Learning photography in spare time between bead shop. No pro work yet but I'm getting better.
You might gather that I like variety!
Long life. Done lots of things.
Did a lot of maths at school. Done nuclear physics, psychology, physiology, philosophy and law at various universities.
Taught maths and law.
Done programming, management accounting, team management and senior-ish management professionally.
Played recorder, timpani, drums, clarinet, banjo, sax and keyboard. Sang tenor, baritone and bass in male voice and mixed choirs.
Reasonably competent at snooker & pool, played wing, scrumhalf and hooker at rugby.
Learning photography in spare time between bead shop. No pro work yet but I'm getting better.
You might gather that I like variety!
Holy shit
Renaissance man.
This Conversation makes me Cry!!
SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?"
SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?"
SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "If you must know, I make $100 an hour."
SON: "Oh! (With his head down).
SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow $50?"
The father was furious.
DAD: "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $ 50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
DAD: "Are you asleep, son?"
SON: "No daddy, I'm awake".
DAD: "I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $50 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, smiling.
SON: "Oh, thank you daddy!"
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.
DAD: "Why do you want more money if you already have some?"
SON: "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do.
"Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $100 worth of your time with someone you love? If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.
Some things are more important.
crushing sense of inadequacy masked by being an internet forum funny guy
The correct answer was actually: apathy for wasting talent on an internet forum when you'll find more success just being a funny guy.
what are you talking about?Link? I want to annoy the guy. Yes guy.
Just go! What about agencies?CHEEZMO;49452567 said:Someone kidnap me and force me to go to this reunion. Agency sucks.
I wish I made the equivalent of $100 an hour.
what are you talking about?
The guy who posted that lovely tale was a guy.
Amazing how facebook has fallen into repost this story or stupid pictures that people believe are real ...sure that brain inside that KFC drumstick is real.
Amazing how facebook has fallen into repost this story or stupid pictures that people believe are real ...sure that brain inside that KFC drumstick is real.
Amazing how facebook has fallen into repost this story or stupid pictures that people believe are real ...sure that brain inside that KFC drumstick is real.
I never understand why people ask these questions in relationships.
If you're asking these questions, either you're pushing to hear that your OH just whacks off thinking about you or you're trying to start an argument.
What do you think about?
What did you say you thought about? Or should I not ask?
Hey, I agree with you, he seems really mousey in a kinda off-putting way. Also, he's a comedian. Comedians aren't attractive.apart from Tina Fey
Just had this on my Facebook wall.
I havent had a real hangover in YEARSTash you need to man up, it's a hangover.
Imagine how I felt one time after drinking 10 pints of Guiness and various beers, needless to say I did not get home that night.
ouch..I tried to sugar-coat my answer but he kept calling me on the bullshit I was spouting. I think about past sexual encounters - which he feels is bad because it gives the impression that I want to go and fuck other people. Which I don't, for what it's worth.
It was just stupid and he was looking for an argument for no reason and he wouldn't drop the subject, so I went and had a joint and fell asleep on the sofa. Subsequently I was bitched at for leaving him alone in bed. Dafuq.
Only GAF gold members are allowedSo, uh, this Steam thing - is there a BritGAF group or something along those lines? I'm phenomenally late to the party and still finding my feet.
So, uh, this Steam thing - is there a BritGAF group or something along those lines? I'm phenomenally late to the party and still finding my feet.
Getting my first ever tooth filling at the end of the month. Clean sheet has ended. That'll teach me for brushing my teeth twice a day and substituting fizzy drinks for fruit juices. Meh, It was inevitable anyway.
CHEEZMO;49467321 said:I think I'm going guys.
You can do it.CHEEZMO;49467321 said:I think I'm going guys.
I'm fucking petrified... I havent been to the dentist in ages, and I know it's going to fucking SUCK
CHEEZMO;49467321 said:I think I'm going guys.
Is the dentist not free under the NHS? You should at least have been going for checkups.
Add me on steam (same username) and I'll invite you
Holy shit I just had a terrifying moment.
I must've accidentally opened a 'special movie' in the background on my PC, walked out of my room to get a drink.
When I come back, there's loud sex talk going on, I panic and turn it off, then realize THANK FUCK, mum is outside having a cigarette, none the wiser.
...when am I moving out, again?!
I'm moving out tomorrow....when am I moving out, again?!