Quote: Nat Wicks @ November 6 2010, 9:16 PM GMTI was bored and it entertained me for about 30 minutes. I have an alternative one I might use.
I think we're witnessing a breakdown.
Quote: Nat Wicks @ November 6 2010, 9:16 PM GMTI was bored and it entertained me for about 30 minutes. I have an alternative one I might use.
I think we're witnessing a breakdown.
Nil isn't the only one with a bird in his box
Quote: Nat Wicks @ November 6 2010, 8:48 PM GMTMy face is painted like a cat.
Oh that's your face is it?
Lovely Bird Leevil
Quote: Nat Wicks @ November 6 2010, 9:16 PM GMTI was bored and it entertained me for about 30 minutes.
No wonder this country is in this state.
Actually Nat - surely that's aource of material. Just do it before you go on stage and you've got a talking point - and if the worst comes to the worst you can roll on your back and ask them to rub your tummy.
Quote: Leevil @ November 6 2010, 9:19 PM GMTNil isn't the only one with a bird in his box
I think sharing my face painting thing with y'all was a mistake
Quote: Chappers @ November 6 2010, 9:29 PM GMTActually Nat - surely that's aource of material. Just do it before you go on stage and you've got a talking point - and if the worst comes to the worst you can roll on your back and ask them to rub your tummy.
Or spay her. That I'd pay to see.
Hey Nat.
You do have some lovely friends.
"I hope it is the rear of a cat with your mouth as the arse and you're going to spit chocolate mousse in to a litter tray?"
Robyn has had to pretend to be the fancy dress specialist all day at work.
Yes, he's an odd one.
Quote: Scatterbrained Floozy @ November 6 2010, 9:35 PM GMTRobyn has had to pretend to be the fancy dress specialist all day at work.
That genuinely sounds like the best job in the world.
Haha! Not really. You ask when the party a person is going to is, and they almost always say "tonight", so there's no time to order any stock, but they complain as if it's your fault.
That sounds less fun
It's like when I worked in the Christmas shop and people would get all up in my face when we had no Christmas lights left on Christmas eve...always my fault.
Yep. And then you get the snotty girls who just can't decide.