Friday, May 26, 2006

Certain people here at work have been nosey little fuckers and caused much upset to a good friend of mine, I'm very annoyed. Nasty little people.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

I was going to have a moan about work - but I seem to be very happy; esp. considering the big bruise on my waist, kidney ache and the huge ulcer on my lip. Prob' cause of stuff. stuffs good. when the sarcasm abaits anyhow : )

So, instead I'll do something really horrid; have a joke (thanks Dave, a classic to rival even Camy's skills)...



A rabbit walks into a pub and says to the barman "Can I have a pint of beer and a Ham and Cheese Toastie?". The barman is amazed but gives the rabbit a pint of beer and a ham and cheese toastie. The rabbit drinks the beer and eats the toastie, he then leaves.

The following night the rabbit returns and again asks for a Pint of Beer and a Ham and Cheese Toastie. The barman, now intrigued by the rabbit and the extra drinkers in the pub (because word gets round) gives the rabbit the pint and the toastie. The rabbit consumes them and leaves.
The next night, the pub is packed, in walks the rabbit and says "A pint of beer and a Ham and Cheese Toastie, please barman". The crowd is hushed as the barman gives the rabbit his pint and toastie and then burst into applause as the rabbit wolfs them down.

The next night there is standing room only in the pub, coaches have been laid on for the crowds of patrons attending, the barman is making more money in one week than he did all last year. In walks the rabbit and says, "A Pint of Beer and a Ham and Cheese Toastie, please barman", smiling and accepting the tributes of the masses. The barman says, "I'm sorry rabbit, old mate, old mucker but we are right out of them Ham and Cheese Toasties".

The rabbit looks aghast, the crowd has quietened to almost a whisper, when the barman clears his throat nervously and says, "We do have a very nice Cheese and Onion Toastie". The rabbit looks him in the eye and says, "Are you sure I will like it?" The masses bated breath is ear shatteringly silent. The barman, with a roguish smile says "Do you think that I would let down one of my best friends, I know you'll love it".

"Ok" says the rabbit," I'll have a Pint of Beer and a Cheese and Onion Toastie". The pub erupts with glee as the rabbit quaffs the beer and guzzles the toastie, he then waves to the crowd and leaves....

.....NEVER TO RETURN!!!!!!

One year later in the now impoverished public house, the barman (who has only served 4 drinks tonight, 3 of which were his) calls time. When he is cleaning down the now empty bar, he sees a small white form, floating above the bar. The barman says, "Who are you" To which he is answered, "I am the ghost of the rabbit that used to frequent your public house".

The barman says, "I remember you, you made me famous, you would come in every night and have a Pint of Beer and a Ham and Cheese Toastie, masses came to see you and this place was famous" The rabbit says, "Yes I know". The barman said, "I remember, on your last night we didn't have any Ham and Cheese Toasties, you had a Cheese and Onion one instead" The rabbit said "Yes, you promised me that I would love it". The barman said "You never came back, what happened?"

"I DIED", said the Rabbit.

"NO!" said the barman, "what from".

After a short pause. The rabbit said...











"Mixin'-me-toasties".



Hey! found a coat - I may be saved. Not very waterproof, but thing-a-me-jigs can't be what-ya-ma-call-its.

Btw, Hi Bird, joined the forum, but as you'll probably have gathed I haven't had much time to "partake"...
K, it's 00:27 and I'm having a break. Still at work, getting there - but that feeling of inevitable escape is quite strong now. Gotta be back here before 9 to... day and what little energy cans of company bought strongbow is providing just can't defeat exhaustion. Had some good music to work to, and generally it's been a success; not enough though. Now if I was SteveyJ I'd work a bit longer and sleep on the sofa - but I'm not; though the sofa is v.tempting.

Fallen foul of nicotine (not to mention the obvious alcohol...) and feeling a little the worse for wear. Just on MSN to my producer, strange being here talking to him at home...

It would be easier if it wasn't pouring with rain - I have no coat here so the prospect of wandering home is not as tempting as it should be.

Strange friend connections the last few days, everyone knows each other...

Monday, May 22, 2006

socelebrating in a sat at home with no milk so drinking water not really able to face walking to the shop, but celebrating all the same sorta way - (name deleted due to stupid paranoid fuckwits) (the game I've been slogging my guts on for the past 7 weeks) won a crappy, well, rather good and deserved in fact, IGN E3 award. I managed to face two pints of cider in the pub, mostly on my own (what fun and hilarity) before I felt too ill and got a bus home. Still, its pretty good : )