Gemmill

I thought it was a fucked up of version of the classic "Are you talking to me or chewing a brick........cos either way you're spitting blood" line. Jesus how shit is that.

Is spitting bricks an expression then? I've never heard it before and it bothers me every time I read the thread title. As does the capitalised AM. I AM spitting bricks. Never said you weren't missus!

How do you know what flowers taste like? I assume somebody stole your wallet one Christmas and you had to survive on flowers and ditchwater for a year. I got some petals individually wrapped for Christmas one year. I ate them.

Turkish Delight is minging! It tastes of flowers. Although if there's chocolate on it, I'll still put it away.

Yeah, yeah, very good wankers! I did have to look on wikipedia for Cratchit's first name though. Confirmed my heterosexuality tbh.

See that alex? Literary reference.

Individually wrapped biscuits? Sorry I thought she had a bit of misfortune, I missed the bit where she said she'd been trapped in a Dickens novel. Aye, I was imagining Bob Cratchit looking through the window at Tiny Tim tucking into his chocolate Bourbon.

Agreed. Sorry to hear your bad news Gina Why not buy a few boxes of Marks and Spencers 'nice' biscuits, ( on offer at present) split the boxes up, wrap the biccies into individual parcels and tie up with ribbon for small gifts. Its the thought that counts after all. It is the thought that counts, but if anyone gives me a biscuit for Christmas, there'll be trouble. not even a ginger one? I dont mind receiving a box of those really moreish M&S luxury biccies though. No, not even a ginger one. I'll go through three tins of the cadburys biscuit selections over the festive period though. I watched more about this whole thing on the news this morning and it's awful. Old grannies losing £6k and stuff. Pretty shocking.

Besides (assuming everyone else's UK passport is the same as the one I was issued by the consulate in Düsseldorf a few years back), it only has the words "European Union" in fairly small letters at the top, then "United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland" in bigger letters underneath and a massive royal coat of arms taking up the rest of the front page. It's not as if we're being asked to roll up to passport control and hand over our biometric data imprinted into a Belgian waffle or something. I'd have mine on a Croque Monsieur. Oo la laaaa!

Agreed. Sorry to hear your bad news Gina Why not buy a few boxes of Marks and Spencers 'nice' biscuits, ( on offer at present) split the boxes up, wrap the biccies into individual parcels and tie up with ribbon for small gifts. Its the thought that counts after all. It is the thought that counts, but if anyone gives me a biscuit for Christmas, there'll be trouble.

Htf do you get a brand new company car when you don't even have to travel much anyway? Because I'm MANAGEMENT, Renty baby. Bet you'd prefer the hard cash! I have the option. At PwC I took the company car because I was just back from America and didn't have one. At my current place, I've taken the cash instead.

Htf do you get a brand new company car when you don't even have to travel much anyway? Because I'm MANAGEMENT, Renty baby.

The only time I've ever had a new car is when I had a company car. It got delivered to work in an Audi truck. I was mortified. Reception rang my desk and I had to go outside to be greeted by this lorry. He opened the back door and reversed the car out with next to no miles on it. Nice to get a new car, but I didn't half feel like a dickhead the way it turned up.

Renton's in a one-per, Renton's in a two-per......

I can't stand Alan Green. He just sticks up for his mates. "Listen. Listen. I know Peter Reid/Graeme Souness/Alan Curbishley/whichever-manager-is-struggling personally, and I can assure you that what you are saying is not the case." etc. Prick! Having said that, he's not as bad as Spoony. Listening to 606 on the way home the other day after the Cech/Cudicini incidents, and a caller brought up the subject of Bert Trautman. Spoony responds dismissively with "Before my time, mate." Now I know he wasn't born then, but neither was I but I know about the incident because I'm a football fan, and not some prick DJ who's been given a job that's beyond him. A few seconds later he says to the bloke "For those of us not aware of the story, can you fill us in please?". So basically can he tell YOU the story Spoony, because I bet the majority of people listening know exactly what he's talking about you clueless know-nowt no-mark. Honestly, unless it's about a Premiership game in the last few seasons involving teams in the top 10, he hasn't got a fucking clue what he's on about.

At first him and Wacky were a bit of a Grarnt and Fiw combo like. With Smooth Operator later exposed as the Ross Kemp that we all saw on Extras.

Tsk. Lots shmots. Nothing is worth going in work sick for. She should be lying on the sofa with her duvet watching Jeremy Kyle.

The king of the comedy sexual situation. Have a good one, daft lad.

Did she give any reason why she HAS to go into work, or is she just being stubborn? This goes against ALL my principles!

EVERYONE can take a day off man. If you're sick, you don't go in, it's as simple as that man woman man! Now do as you're told, ginga!

Take today off and go to the doctors. DO NOT be daft and go into work if you aren't well! You'll only make yourself worse.

All that hassle to go and freeze your bollocks off in Russia?! Fuck that!

Farepak or something. It's on the BBC National News on now. Some poor old grandma who's been saving for all of her family is on. Canny shit like.

Iceland was expensive to visit last year, but then again, as long as you aren't staying too long or intend to be out on the piss the entire time, the cost isn't so great. You were too busy roasting puffins in your hotel room by all accounts.