No food, no money.

**Something Else** · 07-25-2008, 08:49 PM

Originally Posted by tralalala

1 pound thirty? I'd buy a whole loaf of bread with that instead.

You can't buy decent bread around here at 10 in the evening, otherwise I would have.

**Something Else** · 07-25-2008, 08:50 PM

Originally Posted by VillageShaman

Originally Posted by benchez

Do I get to chat-up the widowers too.

You mean funeral crashing.

-Sherman

Nope. I meant:

Do I get to chat-up the widowers too.

**tralalala** · 07-25-2008, 08:52 PM

Then for that moneyz, you should have bought.. ermm.. Is that worth 5 minutes with a prostitute?

**The Flying Cow** · 07-25-2008, 08:56 PM

Bench is committed.

I believe.

And for 5p the woman would have to be very desperate for junk.

-Sherman

**Mr JP Fugley** · 07-25-2008, 09:02 PM

I can cheer you up.

I calculated my new pay after a recent promotion. I miscalculated (I always err on the side of caution) and was actually due more than I thought. Plus they had mucked up something else so I got about £370 more than I had thought.

Today I took a mate for lunch and a pint, as he was going on holiday and I fancied a wee chat about stuff before he went. I do that earl but not with some dude I met on an internets forum, that's just creepy.

Then when I txtd Mrs JP to say I was on my way home, as is my wont, She replied "Pick me up a bottle of Glayva on the way home, I'll take you out for dinner. My treat".

True Story

There you feel better already, n'est ce pas.

**Something Else** · 07-25-2008, 09:05 PM

Surprisingly enough, JP's story did cheer me up.

**Biggles** · 07-25-2008, 09:05 PM

Originally Posted by Mr JP Fugley

I can cheer you up.

I calculated my new pay after a recent promotion. I miscalculated (I always err on the side of caution) and was actually due more than I thought. Plus they had mucked up something else so I got about £370 more than I had thought.

Today I took a mate for lunch and a pint, as he was going on holiday and I fancied a wee chat about stuff before he went. I do that earl but not with some dude I met on an internets forum, that's just creepy.

Then when I txtd Mrs JP to say I was on my way home, as is my wont, She replied "Pick me up a bottle of Glayva on the way home, I'll take you out for dinner. My treat".

True Story

There you feel better already, n'est ce pas.

I not entirely convinced you struck exactly the right balance there. Prolly close enough though.