https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2e7LicRweOgQuote:
Originally Posted by manker
I didn't watch Seinfeld too much, it was too Jewish for me :O
Just kidding, actually lived/experience quite a few jokes in that series :)
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2e7LicRweOgQuote:
Originally Posted by manker
I didn't watch Seinfeld too much, it was too Jewish for me :O
Just kidding, actually lived/experience quite a few jokes in that series :)
Just a touch of Amish..Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
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She is Dirty Hot:devil:
Wait...people find Skylar attractive? She has the biggest case of resting bitch face that I can think of.
No one with taste, apparently. :noes:Quote:
Originally Posted by Skiz
Do you fill in VAT returns with those fingers.Quote:
Originally Posted by mankerNice tits for an old burd. I definitely /would.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mr. Mulder
Although I don't think she fits into your Skyler White category of burds you'd knob even though they look as if they might have had a cock at some point in their life.
She can rest her angry fanny on my face :naughty:Quote:
Originally Posted by Skiz
/About to watch this weeks walking dead, to be fair I could have skipped the last 3 episodes and still know what's happening :dabs:
Planet Earth 2 is the best. I didn't even know there was another earth, with the same animals as us would you believe.
Nah dude. I finger VAT returns vicariously using a hawt burd conduit.Quote:
Originally Posted by AgrajagDo you fill in VAT returns with those fingers.Quote:
Originally Posted by manker
My own filthy digits are kept loose to defile pristine income tax reports of various ilks.
After reading that I'm thinking that if a book entitled "Love Poems for Accountants" exists, it must be heady stuff indeed.
"How do I love thee? Let me count your T4as."
I can set your mind at rest, there.Quote:
Originally Posted by IdolEyes787
Accountants don't have any poets within their midst. We're too robust and manly a species for that kind of guff.
The only known verse with an accountant as its subject was written by a fey Plymouthian poet.
I personally visited said poet, drank 12 beers with him and his misssus, and then beat him at arm wrestling. He hasn't written any since :smilie4:
True Story.