I emailed my former workmate Iain today to find out how he was. He’d been off on holiday and I hadn’t spoken to him for a while. His glorious, uncensored reply follows:
Alright cunto!,
Been back for 2 weeks, but have nae bothered contacting you cos I think you are a complete cunt.
Had a week off, and spent it busting my balls on the Troup’s latest building project. Earned a bit of extra cash, so I’m not really complaining. Plus it was really sunny so that made things sweaty, but a bit more tolerable.
In a nutshell, I have your 50 bar, but I’m not sending it down so you’ll either have to get me to buy something online and send it down to your mink Edinburgh flat or I’ll hand it over next time you visit.
Nae pussy on the go, but Teresa from Accommodation has been flirting – almost cracked the ice queen, but she’s engaged…
McMoir
PS. RGU life still shit.
03-May-03 at 5:05 pm | Permalink
JJAAAAARRRRR!!!