I refer to a recent comment by the world's funniest accountant, the extremely cleverly named Pal Pito...
.. btw I'm slowly working out who everyone is in this virtual world (eg Chez = J = SLWS, Shit=M, Liam=Prof/Farnsy, etc) and who is related to whom, eg LZ=cousin(Chez) etc... I'm half expecting to find out the Shaymus is in fact my mother... still, all adds to the fun...
I went to school with Pal, indeed he was actually head of my house. But I don't actually remember ever talking to him, except for when it was my turn to be his fag. And as I was brought up to appreciate good manners where you never talk with your mouth full, that doesn't really count.
Our brave new virtual world has so many branches but I don't think that anyone has actually seen the whole tree. Wouldn't it be fun if we could perhaps all meet up? A clashing of worlds, when blogs collide...
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Damnation by faint praise methinks! Still, I'd like to say my week in charge of ShitSandwich was a great success but I can't take all the credit.
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Now, CHEZ, I'm not normally one to forget a face but I didn't recognise you - if you'd put up a piccie of your "other cheeks" I'd have twigged in an instant.
No, no-one really talked to me in upper sixth - head of house in the house that also houses the head boy is hardly the greatest job. Why do you think I spent half my life down the chipshop with Shit Sandwich?
As for meeting up, great idea in theory but based on my attempts to get a beer with Shit and TM we had probably better shoot for something in 2012 - and make sure Shaymus gets plenty of advance warning.....
(ps great result today wasn't it)
I remember a German once telling me a maths joke:
"A maths teacher is struggling to explain addition & subtraction to his class. So he tries a different tactic:
OK, imagine there's an empty bus... Two people get on, then 4 people get off. How many people are left on the bus?"
And that's the joke. He thought it was hilarious.
Great result today. Me & le Shit even wore our special Ipswich Town shirts when we watched it.
We will have to try to get Shit to arrange something. If we both work on him from different sides, I'm sure something can be arranged...
Actually I quite like that joke.... maybe I should've been a German maths teacher (I assume you mean a German teacher of maths as opposed to a teacher of German maths).
Will try to arrange something via Shit - however you should be aware that he is VERY busy at the moment and may not have time to make the arrangements.....
Oh, change of subject but I've been trying to work out how to subscribe to yuor blog (ie for email updates) - is this possible?
Cheers
It will be made so, but probably not now until the new year. Now that I have a girlfriend, I feel entitled to at least pretend to be busy.
(Am I the only one who, when trying to type "busy", invariably comes out with "busty"? "Now that I have a girlfriend, I feel entitled to at least pretend to be busty" actually reads better...)
bring it on my busy busty friend !
This reminds me - I work in insurance (QBE as opposed to QVC as Shit would have it) - I am forever mis-typing underwriting as underwiring - so far, to my knowledge, none of these have made it into final reports...
Is this about the time for me to do a quick "*cough* Freud *cough*" again, Pal and Chez?
I quite like the little community we've formed, although you hardly ever visit chez Shit anymore, Chez.
A blog party would be fun. We could all come dressed as our blog entities. I could be an orangutan; you could be Mr Guevara; Michael could be... OK, perhaps not.
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