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Does anyone know if the super high quality super slow mo of the guy getting shot in the face with a shotgun is real? If so it's pretty awesome.
You should probably reassess your life
You're such a weirdo, Magic. You're a bad news story waiting to happen. At some point fantasy will become reality.
Went for a meal with 2 old work colleagues. One an obvious oddball who I hated at first but grew to really like despite his utterly deranged approach to social protocol and the world in general, and I've stayed pretty good friends with him. Other guy I never really kept in contact with, but I always thought he was a really cool, down to earth kind of guy so was quite happy to catch up. After the meal we went for a drink, and he ordered some fancy gin drink, but as the barman started pouring into the big chalice thing he angrily told him to stop, and insisted he put it in a regular straight glass.
When oddball colleague asked him why, he said "uh, well, I don't want anyone to see me drinking out of a girly glass like this, what if you took a photo and people at the office saw?"
Chose this thread cus it is a remarkably petty thing for me to judge him on, but after that I can't help but just think he's a total fucking twat. Mate, you ordered a fancy girly drink - own it. He's nearly 40 as well ffs.
You should have taken a photo and then captioned it with a detailed description of exactly what he was drinking and what sort of glass it should have been in.
Poor sod probably just wanted a G&T.
in fairness those big chalice things are quite cumbersome and annoying to drink out of, but when he revealed as a nearly 40 year old man he didn't want keith at the office to call him a fanny or something i internally lost all respect
So his crime was specifying a type of gin?
Bring forth the chalice!
Just own that shit.
lads I have no problem with him getting some fancy drink nor even having it in whatever glass he wanted, it was more the fact that he didn't want people to take the piss out of him for drinking it out of a girly glass. do i need to draw you cunts a diagram?
I knew someone who liked gin and tonics but refused to order them in pubs in case people thought he was a ponce. Meanwhile, he used to slap his girlfriend about.
Rhubarb gin :D
Amaretto and cranberry juice. :drool: Tastes like Mr. Kipling's.
When we go to one of the bars in here my gf always orders some cocktail, can't remember what it is but it is some hard looking drink. I opt for the ice cream martini. :drool:
So I was left my Dad's rolex in his will but 'the bitch' has been refusing to give it over and it seemed like I would never get it, so I told my solicitor.
After a while of chasing it up and 'the bitch' seething at the extra cost I've added she agreed to give it over but not until everything else is sorted out a bit more. She finally dropped it off during the week at my brother's and he gave it to me yesterday.
It's not his rolex, it's the one that my Dad bought for my Mum and she obviously thought I wouldn't realise :moop:
http://www.watchfinder.co.uk/Rolex/D...ULWBoCF7nw_wcB
That is his watch and the watch I was given has a black face with Roman numerals and a tiny bracelet.
She gave the actual one to your solicitor as an engagement present.
Does this watch have magic powers?
Mahow's watch, like Bernard's watch but with more rape.
actually that was a bit much, sorry
Yeah, what did Bernard ever do to you?
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She's now claiming that she hasn't seen the actual watch for years and reckons my Dad probably sold it before he died.
I thing had she came out and said that as she was handing it over it would have looked better. Saying nothing shows that she was trying to pull a fast one.
I think I might have to threaten to take her to court or ask for £10k in compensation which would force her hand.
People who use read reciepts on their emails. Seriously, just fuck off.
Phone calls are worse than most debilitating diseases though.
Moving to GMail means I never even get notified that there's a read receipt on the email.
Agreed, email all the way.
Emails are convenient but one of the worst ways to communicate. A phone call can sort most things in a fraction of the time.
I find phone calls stressful and like I'm putting people on the spot. If I email/text they can consider and respond in their own time.
When I was working as an advisor I had a week off and came back to 1500 emails. The majority of them urgent and needing replies. Yeah that was literally the worst thing ever. Fuck emails.
I'm a face to face conversation followed up with an email kind of guy.
My face is numb from the dentist earlier, and I'm hungry. Fuck sake.
I often have to impart quite a lot of technical information so emails make it much easier to point at three months later when they haven't listened to any of it.
I detest talking to people on the phone. Even most of my work contacts know they'll get more out of me on Whatsapp at this stage.
Face to face is just a chore, as people are cunts, but it can't be avoided.
I've had no Wifi for about 8 hours, seething.
I rang Virgin up as their website said problems in our area were sorted at about 3. They said our house was one of a number which were still being affected (after pissing around with the coaxial cable for 25 minutes) and would take another 2-3 to sort itself out.
I asked for some compensation as well and she said 'oh, sure why not' which annoyed me too.
Speaking of bad internet, mine's the only postcode for about fifteen miles that doesn't have fibre internet. :moop:
Fuck Sunday nights maaaaaan.
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Scotland assistant manager Mark McGhee has developed a quiz app based on a game he used to play on the team bus, and the news has just devoted maybe three minutes to giving him free advertising. A minute of that time was spent showing him and the reporter passing an iPad back and forward, playing the game.
I bought some oranges from Morrisons and they don't taste very nice but they are very satisfying to peel.
A bed has been creaking for about three days straight now. I have no idea which room (out of three) it is, either. I've got no choice but to listen to music through my headphones at all times.
Kudos to the Chinese sex god