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Everything posted by Gemmill
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Haha! Let's just say it's interesting. Short staffed on nights and everyone has revolted - no-one will cover it. Sooooo, there's just me Oh dear. Are you having to be Squiddly Diddly?
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Here man, Doherty, I'm not ALWAYS a complete twat you know! I recognise that doing nights when every one else is off is probably a bit shit. Plus I know how much of a radgepacket she can be in these circumstances.
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You utter bastards. I was gonna go and sit out the back an'all, but it looks like it's gonna piss it down. Guess that's the price you pay for living on the North East Riviera. And aye, Cath, get thee to bed. Hope the nights are going alreet.
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By the way, is it overcast everywhere else too or just North Shields.
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God will fuck you up for talk like that. Fag enabler!
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Green with envy.
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Neither of you are too old to go over my knee tbh.
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I was waiting for my life coach to post disappointed tbh Someone needs to keep an eye on you, Waynetta.
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Retarded tbh. Not to mention ginger.
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So which part of "for those who do not have kids" did all the parents posting in this thread not understand?
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Saw it coming a mile off bobby.
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Another country to live in, which would it be?
Gemmill replied to bobbyshinton's topic in General Chat
I'd give Australia a go. Could quite fancy California again - San Francisco, LA, San Diego or Santa Barbara. Or Canada. Basically needs to be English speaking though, not sure I could be chewed with learning a language. -
FYP. jealousy is a funny funny thing enjoy the rest of your day at non work....you can always pop into the Fox on your way home , I might buy you a pint Propositioned! FACT!
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It's nice to know that the stereotype of the English being lazy and having a crap work ethic is completely false. And yet we still own your arses, Commonwealth boy.
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You are training to be a doctor though, and I gather Tre-like behaviour is par for the course in that profession.
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I can honestly say that I haven't even clicked on the link, perv boy.
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Stupid bitch really winds me up with that sort of shite. She was doing it again last night. "eclipse clips, see? 'clips' right? it's our brand. We'll make a blanket and clip it with eclipse clips" Fuck off you empty headed bitch. She'll be there till the end like that orange bint from a few years back. So bad she's good entertainment stylee. I did like the way Tre walked past the lad that had been sacked. When he plopped his bag down paused for a millisecond then marched out I was pissing myself. Aye I forgot about that. Clips. Eclipse. Wtf?! This isn't GCSE Art love. And aye when Tre just walked out and went straight past him. I did feel a bit sorry for that Rory though - bankrupt twice already and still only a young lad, and Sugar the twat goes "Well here's the hat trick. You're fired."
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Get him looking in the yellow pages for Kebab Shops tbh.
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From today's Chronicle. Basically we've brought him in so that Emre has a friend for a week.
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Wtf is East street for you? Catatonia? Just chillin'. There are two possible things that could happen this afternoon to make me have to do something. I'm hoping to avoid both scenarios. Urine levels in the bladder creep up to an unacceptable level to make you have to get off your chair to go to the toilet? Is the fear of a number 2 the other one? No, fadgeface! I've told you anyway, going to the bog is one of the highlights of my day - breaks up the monotony and it's the one place where I KNOW no one is going to try and ask me to do some work (not like the toilets you visit).
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She did duet with Tom Jones too though. That "Baby it's cold outside" thing.
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Wtf is East street for you? Catatonia? Just chillin'. There are two possible things that could happen this afternoon to make me have to do something. I'm hoping to avoid both scenarios.
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Just had the word that the numbers I reported yesterday have been accepted and that there'll be no changes. So in theory, I'm on Easy Street until Tuesday.
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I would have thought soggy sheets would have been pretty much nailed-on, with your fella getting back.