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« on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 07:33:39 »

* SALAD DODGER.
An excellent phrase for an overweight person.

* SWAMP-DONKEY
A deeply unattractive person.

* TESTICULATING.
Waving your arms around and talking (big hairy pair).

* BLAMESTORMING.
Sitting round in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed, and who was responsible.

* SEAGULL MANAGER.
A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps on everything, and Then leaves.

* ASSMOSIS.
The process by which people seem to absorb success and advancement by sucking up to the boss rather than working hard.

* SALMON DAY.
The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die.

* CUBE FARM.
An office filled with cubicles.

* PRAIRIE DOGGING.
When someone yells or drops something loudly in a cube farm, and people's heads pop up over the walls to see what's going on. (This also applies to applause for a promotion because there may be cake.)

* SITCOMs.
Single Income, Two Children, Oppressive Mortgage. What yuppies turn into when they have children and one of them stops working to stay home with the kids or start a "home business".

* SINBAD.
Single working girls. Single income, no boyfriend and desperate.

* AEROPLANE BLONDE.
One who has bleached/dyed her hair but still has a 'black box'.

* PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE.
The fine art of whacking the crap out of an electronic device to get it to work again.

* ADMINISPHERE.
The rarefied organisational layers beginning just above the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the "adminisphere" are often profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed to solve. This is often affiliated with the dreaded "administrivia" - needless paperwork and processes.

* GOING FOR A (poo poo).
Entering a fast food restaurant with no intention of buying food, you're just going to the bog. If challenged by a pimply staff member, your declaration to them that you'll buy their food afterwards is known as a (poo poo) with Lies.

* 404.
Someone who's clueless. From the World Wide Web error message "404 Not Found" meaning that the requested document could not be located.

* AUSSIE KISS.
Similar to a French Kiss, but given down under.

* OH - NO SECOND.
That minuscule fraction of time in which you realize that you've just Made a BIG mistake (e.g. you've hit 'reply all').

* GREYHOUND.
A very short skirt, only an inch from the hare.

* JOHNNY-NO-STARS.
A young man of substandard intelligence, the typical adolescent who works in a burger restaurant. The 'no-stars' comes from the badges displaying stars that staff at fast-food restaurants often wear to show their level of training.

* MILLENNIUM DOMES.
The contents of a Wonderbra, i.e. extremely impressive when viewed from The outside, but there's actually naught in there worth seeing.

* MONKEY BATH.
A bath so hot, that when lowering yourself in, you go: "Oo! Oo! Oo! Aa! Aa! Aa!".

* MYSTERY BUS.
The bus that arrives at the pub on Friday night while you're in the toilet after your 10th pint, and whisks away all the unattractive people so the pub is suddenly packed with stunners when you come back in.

* MYSTERY TAXI.
The taxi that arrives at your place on Saturday morning before you wake up, whisks away the stunner you slept with, and leaves a 10 Pinter in your bed instead.

* BEER COAT.
The invisible but warm coat worn when walking home after a booze cruise At 3:00am.

* BEER COMPASS.
The invisible device that ensures your safe arrival home after booze cruise, even though you're too drunk to remember where you live, how you got here, and where you've come from.

* BREAKING THE SEAL.
Your first pee in the pub, usually after 2 hours of drinking. After breaking the seal of your bladder, repeat visits to the toilet will be required every 10 or 15 minutes for the rest of the night.

* TART FUEL.
Bottled premixed spirits, regularly consumed by young women.

* PICASSO BUM.
A woman whose knickers are too small for her, so she looks like she's Got 4 buttocks.
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« Reply #1 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 10:15:18 »

Im getting old
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« Reply #2 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 10:25:43 »

i hate this office humour.
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« Reply #3 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 10:26:25 »

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Im getting old


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« Reply #4 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 10:33:45 »

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Im getting old


Spanner.


I prefer tool
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« Reply #5 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 10:40:17 »

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Im getting old


So are these brilliant bits of slang.
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« Reply #6 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 10:45:59 »

Oh fuck I saw you last night Si, good night?
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« Reply #7 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 10:51:57 »

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Oh fuck I saw you last night Si, good night?


Yes you did.

It turned out a bit shit. For a start I went to the Old Bank, then Spot then Longs then Reflex then Wankabout. That's always going to be a recipe for disaster. Throw in some work colleagues I don't really give a shit about and one who decided she wanted a forty-five minute heart to heart (whilst my pint was warming up where I left it) and you have the sort of night I did.

Great fun. The problem with women is that they're all nasty slags when they're drunk and the two offenders were pissed by about half past eight.
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« Reply #8 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 10:57:53 »

ha ha, unlucky Si, sorry I couldnt talk for longer but had to sort out something with that lass who coem over
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« Reply #9 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 11:00:31 »

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ha ha, unlucky Si, sorry I couldnt talk for longer but had to sort out something with that lass who coem over


 Hark at you two showing your sensitive sides by having heart to hearts and sorting stuff out with birds... Shrug what's that all about?
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« Reply #10 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 11:08:35 »

ha ha, I have no idea Reg, I may have to go out do loads of drugs, get wrecked, shag a fatty just to pull me back inline
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« Reply #11 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 11:16:01 »

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ha ha, I have no idea Reg, I may have to go out do loads of drugs, get wrecked, shag a fatty just to pull me back inline


 Sounds good to me.
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« Reply #12 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 11:17:22 »

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Quote from: "Bushey Boy"
ha ha, I have no idea Reg, I may have to go out do loads of drugs, get wrecked, shag a fatty just to pull me back inline


 Sounds good to me.


Count me in.  TEF night out?  Cheesy
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« Reply #13 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 11:19:26 »

Im not getting involved in this! Plus your too skinny for me walrus
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« Reply #14 on: Saturday, September 15, 2007, 11:58:02 »

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The problem with women is that they're all nasty slags when they're drunk
A great observation.
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