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Most people on here would tell CUK about it in excruciating detail and then, when somebody suggested seeing a doctor about fifty posts into the thread, start another thread (with poll) to find out if they ought to
Norrahe, If I were to start ejaculating pink I'd visit a doctor instead of telling CUK about it.
Most people on here would tell CUK about it in excruciating detail and then, when somebody suggested seeing a doctor about fifty posts into the thread, start another thread (with poll) to find out if they ought to
I just opened a little plastic tub of ‘vla’, or sort of Dutch blancmange, and some of the contents shot out and splattered over my keyboard and my jumper. My theory is that having bought the pudding on the second floor then ascended the lift to my desk on the 7th floor, the difference in air pressure caused the air inside the tub to expand, which then escaped at high velocity as I broke the seal of the tub.
Yes I know it’s a crap theory.
Ah 7th floor, is that sea level?
I used to wind new contractors up and tell them if the alarm bell sounds it means the dykes have given way and you must run upstairs to the roof and get into the lifeboat.
I just opened a little plastic tub of ‘vla’, or sort of Dutch blancmange, and some of the contents shot out and splattered over my keyboard and my jumper. My theory is that having bought the pudding on the second floor then ascended the lift to my desk on the 7th floor, the difference in air pressure caused the air inside the tub to expand, which then escaped at high velocity as I broke the seal of the tub.
Yes I know it’s a crap theory.
I just hate it when that happens, frequently on planes and you arrive at your meeting with yoghurt on your tie and the contents of one of those mini milk tubs on your trouser leg
Your theory may be sound.
The trick is to open it away from you, so the splurts of gunk fire away from you, not on you.
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