I didn't tell the transport manager-a creeping,spineless,backstabbing,gutless toad,to stick his job up his arse today.
Hmmm.....it's all rubbish,natch. In fact,when he insulted me,I kissed his hand,begged his forgiveness....and promised to work longer hours for less pay..... And I just BET ole BeeBs believes THAT!.....
y'mean 'young' or do y'mean 'short'? Coz when I was young,we [in the Orkneys] used to tell each other how one day we'd meet BeachBall and fall wildly in love with her. ....never expected it to be true......*sigh*
You mean ... you DID expect it to be true??? Weird or what! I once modelled (or rather, my legs did) for the Pretty Polly tights label. Unfortunately, I accepted a flat fee. Darn! I should have asked for a royalty ... they're still using that pic, ya know?
Yep,know the feeling,BeeBs-I modelled the 'before' in a Charles Atlas 6-pack ad...but I couldn't lift the Bullworker....
I told all my fellow wage slaves that they shouldn't come in to work tomorrow, because the union has called a strike. I wonder how many of them will check what date it is tomorrow ...
I walk to work every day, because I'm a good girl who cares about the environment (and it helps to keep my legs looking lovely, too)
I am NOT thinking of morrow,naked,steamy,water cascading off her curves..NO! I'm NOT! [just gotta make a quick phone-call]
Tee hee ... guess who unplugged Puggy's phone? Don't expect him to post again any time soon: he's still dialing morrow's number wondering why he can't get through