pointlessly rodding angry women > *
pointlessly rodding angry women > *
As long as I've got a face
You've got a place to sit
looks like a cheese cork, you know the things you pull the holes out of emental with.
Reviving thread as I'm seething.
I cook a pie for an hour. You'd expect it to be cooked. Pie is hot on top, served, but the server notices the FREEZING fecking cold lumps of steak inside. Pie goes back in oven. The other bits of the dinner are ready.
Capital one phone me on a sunday night to ask me stupid questions. Whilst I have them on the phone I decide to change something I've been meaning to do for ages and can never get through to them. They put me on hold for a million years, the girl is EATING whilst she's talking to me, and she is rubbish anyway, talks to me like shit and gives shit customer service.
Cheese is singing.
This pump dispenses gasoline, a fossil fuel. People who believe fossils are not real should put something else in their tanks.
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what's he singing?
Cartoon theme songs. What I'm doing, that kind of thing.
And because I do it to him sometimes I can't even complain.
This pump dispenses gasoline, a fossil fuel. People who believe fossils are not real should put something else in their tanks.
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Does he do requests?
As long as I've got a face
You've got a place to sit
Boyfriend pissed of to the neighbours to have a glass of wine and left me with doing the grocery shopping, sorting out finances, ordering the christmas tree and ironing the curtains
If he didn't do all the cleaning I'd leave
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