I dislike that advert on telly at the moment where there is a very nervous dog.
Well, it's probably not on at the moment - that'd be freaky.
Anyway, I can't remember what it's even advertising now, some kind of car I think, but the whole concept troubles me immensely.
There were complaints, many complaints.
It's twins apparently and one is just a dead nervous wee dog.
And they keep it in a really cold van just prior to filming.
Well done Biggy! Don't forget to scrub your hard drive before you go.
EHS
Don't use the hard drive, it is all done by the power of servers...which IT accidently scrubbed a few weeks ago and lost all our inboxes and the like. They said they would recover everything but apparently it was a particularly good scrub![]()
I think they used Persil or something else.
Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum
You mark my words Biggy, they might not be able to recover your e-mails but you can bet the goat porn will still be there.
I wonder if I could go to reception and ask for Big Les? Do you think they'll know who I mean?
Do they have an intercom/tennoy in your new place of employment?
It also seems that, since Les, JP and I will be in Glasgow city centre every day around the same time we are doomed to bump into one another at one point or another![]()
They'd only recognise you if you were topless tho'.
As long as I've got a face
You've got a place to sit
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