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Previously on "Monday Links from Lane 2 of the M42 Northbound Vol. LXI"
So do I. But I fear the naughty step may be lurking
Really?
You think RealityHack will come steaming in here later tomorrow, pay no attention to anyone else, bother to read the moderators panel and then ban Shaunbhoy for 24 hours for infringing the swear filter, in the meantime both Admin, NAT & Cojak have said it's OK. You're saying the RH hands out bans to posters like Gary Glitter hands out lollipops to Vietnamese school children???
They pumped me full of morphine, then transferred me to The Hospital Without A Phone Signal for more tests. Eventual conclusion was that it was a combination of gut-related side effects and stress; my heart is in tip-top shape. The solution, of course, is more drugs, which were prescribed at 11am and finally arrived, meaning I could be discharged, at 18:30.
They pumped me full of morphine, then transferred me to The Hospital Without A Phone Signal for more tests. Eventual conclusion was that it was a combination of gut-related side effects and stress; my heart is in tip-top shape. The solution, of course, is more drugs, which were prescribed at 11am and finally arrived, meaning I could be discharged, at 18:30.
About 40 miles each way, mainly motorway
You still invoiced for the day right? I mean, you did manage to invoice? None of this nampy pamby permie rubbish about not being able to do a days work I hope?
(Take it easy fella, don't want to be seeing a Nick Fitz emoticon for the next 30 years of posting )
They pumped me full of morphine, then transferred me to The Hospital Without A Phone Signal for more tests. Eventual conclusion was that it was a combination of gut-related side effects and stress; my heart is in tip-top shape. The solution, of course, is more drugs, which were prescribed at 11am and finally arrived, meaning I could be discharged, at 18:30.
The project I was intended to work on at the other gig ended up being delayed, so I was surplus to requirements although they gave a weeks notice. I finish there Tuesday, start the new gig Wednesday
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