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Woo! It's Friday! Ninety minutes until blessed freedom
You posted that at 1246pm. My world has been turned upside diwn
The hypocrisy of my ex complaining that me seeing other people would be mean because I said I wanted to be single while going out on dates herself is not lost on me.
Crazy.
You actually stay in touch with ex girlfriends?
The hypocrisy of my ex complaining that me seeing other people would be mean because I said I wanted to be single while going out on dates herself is not lost on me.
Crazy.
i have 11 hours left of being 25
Also, everyone else moves onto the next job at miriam vale on monday so we had a fairwell at the bottom bar last night that has titty girls. Never been much of a stripper fan but having always enjoy having a few beers witht he foreman/superintendants etc but this time they decided to shout the team a private viewing.
Again something ive never really been into but went in as part of the crowd, didnt have a seat left for me so i dragged a big drum across to sit ontop of which meant when the boys nominated me (i wasnt going to volunteer) she couldnt do anything while i was sitting so she dragged me up on the small table she was dancing on.
Beforehand our very drunken inspector found the bottle of body oil and went crazy with it so it was about the same as her trying to do it standing on an ice rink wearing heels so when she slipped the first time i got a knee drop from a decent height straight into the junk. Next was a belt she had taken off one of the previous victims that she started beating the shit out of me with that ended with stray one that got me in the eye which i still cant open. Then she went to turn around, slipped in the oil again which i then copped the bottom of a heel across the head which now has 4 stitches in it.
So im sitting here with one eye shut, some gauze on my head and walking funny and the project director that jsut came in today asked me what happened to me.....
Happy days
i have 11 hours left of being 25
Also, everyone else moves onto the next job at miriam vale on monday so we had a fairwell at the bottom bar last night that has titty girls. Never been much of a stripper fan but having always enjoy having a few beers witht he foreman/superintendants etc but this time they decided to shout the team a private viewing.
Again something ive never really been into but went in as part of the crowd, didnt have a seat left for me so i dragged a big drum across to sit ontop of which meant when the boys nominated me (i wasnt going to volunteer) she couldnt do anything while i was sitting so she dragged me up on the small table she was dancing on.
Beforehand our very drunken inspector found the bottle of body oil and went crazy with it so it was about the same as her trying to do it standing on an ice rink wearing heels so when she slipped the first time i got a knee drop from a decent height straight into the junk. Next was a belt she had taken off one of the previous victims that she started beating the shit out of me with that ended with stray one that got me in the eye which i still cant open. Then she went to turn around, slipped in the oil again which i then copped the bottom of a heel across the head which now has 4 stitches in it.
So im sitting here with one eye shut, some gauze on my head and walking funny and the project director that jsut came in today asked me what happened to me.....
Happy days
And Rhino says he's no good with girls!