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Likes gin. In my free time I run a recording studio. Also, I really despise liars. I'm very happily settled with b3ta user Rotating Wobbly Hat. If you want my email address gaz me for it.
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Classic rock! Without you the other genres
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sound of rock! Other genres may try to imitate
your rawness, but they can never be like you!
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A Rum and Monkey disease.
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Likes gin. In my free time I run a recording studio. Also, I really despise liars. I'm very happily settled with b3ta user Rotating Wobbly Hat. If you want my email address gaz me for it.
Bumcake as made by me.
Classic rock! Without you the other genres
wouldn't exist! You are the raw and original
sound of rock! Other genres may try to imitate
your rawness, but they can never be like you!
What genre of rock are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Your Birthdate: February 19 |
 You are resilient, and no doubt your resilience has already been tested. You've had some difficult experiences in your life, but you are wise from them. Having had to grow up quickly, you tend to discount the advice of others. You tend to be a loner, having learned that the only person you can depend on is yourself. Your strength: Well developed stability and confidence Your weakness: Suspicion of others Your power color: Eggplant Your power symbol: Spade Your power month: October |
Which Horrible Affliction are you?
A Rum and Monkey disease.
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» Awesome Sickies
Not me but in an office I worked at.
The head of accounts (not the financial director but day to day stuff) asked for compassionate leave as the aunt who had brought her up after her parents died needed a hip replacement and she 'owed it to her' to look after her. She got three months off to do this as she was so convincing. Three months later she had not come back and we could not contact her on any of the numbers she had given. At this point someone started looking at the accounts a bit harder and it turned out that she had created quite a few fake companies, which strangely enough had payments which ended up at the same bank acount - hers. After the police had been called, we found out that she had not been at her aunt's house in Devon, but was serving time in prison for an identical offence of fraud that she'd carried out at her previous place of employment. About six months after she'd been replaced by a very well checked and referenced accountant, she had the nerve to put us down as referees for, yes, another job in accounts! I believe they politely declined.
(Fri 9th Jun 2006, 13:38, More)
Not me but in an office I worked at.
The head of accounts (not the financial director but day to day stuff) asked for compassionate leave as the aunt who had brought her up after her parents died needed a hip replacement and she 'owed it to her' to look after her. She got three months off to do this as she was so convincing. Three months later she had not come back and we could not contact her on any of the numbers she had given. At this point someone started looking at the accounts a bit harder and it turned out that she had created quite a few fake companies, which strangely enough had payments which ended up at the same bank acount - hers. After the police had been called, we found out that she had not been at her aunt's house in Devon, but was serving time in prison for an identical offence of fraud that she'd carried out at her previous place of employment. About six months after she'd been replaced by a very well checked and referenced accountant, she had the nerve to put us down as referees for, yes, another job in accounts! I believe they politely declined.
(Fri 9th Jun 2006, 13:38, More)
» Nativity Plays
My son's first nativity play aged 4 and a bit .
All the characters wore vest and pants with a tabard denoting who they were supposed to be. My lad was second shepherd and was so nervous that he spent the entire play with his hand down the front of his pants. His slightly shamefaced mother in the audience spent the entire play miming taking hands out of pants. Someone somewhere has a video of the entire thing.
(Fri 27th Mar 2009, 20:42, More)
My son's first nativity play aged 4 and a bit .
All the characters wore vest and pants with a tabard denoting who they were supposed to be. My lad was second shepherd and was so nervous that he spent the entire play with his hand down the front of his pants. His slightly shamefaced mother in the audience spent the entire play miming taking hands out of pants. Someone somewhere has a video of the entire thing.
(Fri 27th Mar 2009, 20:42, More)
» School Trips
School trips were so much better in 1971
Aged 13, 'educational' school trip to France. We visited the local wine caves and all us 13 year old British kids who had never touched it before were given a half pint glass of rose. I downed mine quickly and had a couple more from kids who didn't like the taste. I was fine in the cool underground caves but walking out into the sunshine was like walking into a brick wall and I was instantly drunk. I spent the rest of the day snoring gently in the back of the coach. Later in the week we went to Paris for a couple of days. Once we'd been booked into the hotel, four of us 13 year old girls decided to explore. This was made a bit easier due to the fact that the art teacher was 'getting to know' a very pretty sixth former who he later had to marry due to the fact that she was expecting. We didn't know this at the time but managed to work out later why we had been so lightly supervised. Anyway, we bought unlimited travel metro tickets and off we went. I recall finding the Moulin Rouge and various other tourist hot spots before we decided it was a bit dark and we'd better get back as we'd been gone for hours. Amazingly, we hadn't even been missed and the teachers seemed quite unbothered that we'd found so many interesting things to tell them about. Educational? More like a free jolly for the teachers, I'm only amazed they didn't lose more kids.
(Mon 11th Dec 2006, 21:21, More)
School trips were so much better in 1971
Aged 13, 'educational' school trip to France. We visited the local wine caves and all us 13 year old British kids who had never touched it before were given a half pint glass of rose. I downed mine quickly and had a couple more from kids who didn't like the taste. I was fine in the cool underground caves but walking out into the sunshine was like walking into a brick wall and I was instantly drunk. I spent the rest of the day snoring gently in the back of the coach. Later in the week we went to Paris for a couple of days. Once we'd been booked into the hotel, four of us 13 year old girls decided to explore. This was made a bit easier due to the fact that the art teacher was 'getting to know' a very pretty sixth former who he later had to marry due to the fact that she was expecting. We didn't know this at the time but managed to work out later why we had been so lightly supervised. Anyway, we bought unlimited travel metro tickets and off we went. I recall finding the Moulin Rouge and various other tourist hot spots before we decided it was a bit dark and we'd better get back as we'd been gone for hours. Amazingly, we hadn't even been missed and the teachers seemed quite unbothered that we'd found so many interesting things to tell them about. Educational? More like a free jolly for the teachers, I'm only amazed they didn't lose more kids.
(Mon 11th Dec 2006, 21:21, More)
» Worst Nicknames Ever
I was called Smelly as well.
It was only due to an unfortunate accident with a bottle of perfume on the first day of term though I hasten to add. I think it was a bottle of 'Charlie' so it was probably deserved anyway.
(Thu 18th May 2006, 15:55, More)
I was called Smelly as well.
It was only due to an unfortunate accident with a bottle of perfume on the first day of term though I hasten to add. I think it was a bottle of 'Charlie' so it was probably deserved anyway.
(Thu 18th May 2006, 15:55, More)
» Fire!
Boys will be firestarters!
My two lads have always been a bit.....lively. Luckily this has only ever caused minor damage to the family home so that's alright then.
Incident 1 - Eldest son aged about 7 calling casually down the stairs "mum, there's smoke coming out of Vintage's bedroom" "Yeah yeah, course there is" "No really, there's smoke". Thought perhaps I'd better take a look and there is indeed smoke. Panicking slightly, I run in to find that 5 year old Vintage has poured his drink over his bedside lamp causing his lightbulb to explode, at which point he decides to cover the whole sorry mess with his pyjamas 'so mum doesn't find out' and pretends to be asleep. Luckily just some singed pyjamas that time.
Incident 2 - I come down one Sunday morning not long after incident 1 to see Vintage and his brother sitting innocently watching children's TV. Aaahh, I think, how sweet, I'll go and get a cup of tea. But what's this?The kitchen seems to be flooded with water with bits of burnt vinyl flooring underneath. Mutual alibi time, nobody knows anything. I find out much later that Vintage had decided to discover what happens when a few vitamin tablets are put directly on to the burners of the gas cooker turned up nice and high. Apparently they explode, showering the plastic kitchen floor with bits of burning tablet, at which point obviously you have to throw lots of water on the floor and go and watch TV.
And I used to be so careful to hide the bloody matches!
(Tue 8th Nov 2005, 22:35, More)
Boys will be firestarters!
My two lads have always been a bit.....lively. Luckily this has only ever caused minor damage to the family home so that's alright then.
Incident 1 - Eldest son aged about 7 calling casually down the stairs "mum, there's smoke coming out of Vintage's bedroom" "Yeah yeah, course there is" "No really, there's smoke". Thought perhaps I'd better take a look and there is indeed smoke. Panicking slightly, I run in to find that 5 year old Vintage has poured his drink over his bedside lamp causing his lightbulb to explode, at which point he decides to cover the whole sorry mess with his pyjamas 'so mum doesn't find out' and pretends to be asleep. Luckily just some singed pyjamas that time.
Incident 2 - I come down one Sunday morning not long after incident 1 to see Vintage and his brother sitting innocently watching children's TV. Aaahh, I think, how sweet, I'll go and get a cup of tea. But what's this?The kitchen seems to be flooded with water with bits of burnt vinyl flooring underneath. Mutual alibi time, nobody knows anything. I find out much later that Vintage had decided to discover what happens when a few vitamin tablets are put directly on to the burners of the gas cooker turned up nice and high. Apparently they explode, showering the plastic kitchen floor with bits of burning tablet, at which point obviously you have to throw lots of water on the floor and go and watch TV.
And I used to be so careful to hide the bloody matches!
(Tue 8th Nov 2005, 22:35, More)