I've been Pavlov trained by our espresso machine. As soon as I hear the pump, my bowels do a turn and I desperately need a shit.
I've been Pavlov trained by our espresso machine. As soon as I hear the pump, my bowels do a turn and I desperately need a shit.
Based only on my ability to spread smooth peanut butter on a slice of toast, I'm convinced that I'd be a half decent plasterer.
Tesco herbs/spices have the initial letter of the product as a large centralised capital letter with the product name underneath. I rearrange them to spell rude words, because you have limited letters to use creativity is key. Some highlights include PISSPANTS and FISTING GIMPS.
Senior IT guy here. We sent out an all-company reminder that viewing porn on company devices or time is inappropriate. We were deluged with apologies and excuses. In retrospect, it looked like an individual email. We referred the ones who had previously pissed us off to HR.
Had to get a circumcision for medical reasons. Sex is absolutely amazing now. But if I'm honest, it's completely ruined wanking for me. Can't remember the last time I had one. That's sad.
I worry much more than I should about who is driving the bus after Bully ejects from the driver's seat in the title sequence of middle-era Bullseye.
2024, I went to a sci-fi convention dressed as Supergirl, ended the event with a night in a hotel room with a Superman cosplayer, along with a Joker and Harley Quinn. I think we broke DC canon, but much fun was had, no regrets.
Friday is my cleaning day when I've finished work. The last thing I do is mop the floors downstairs. I make my husband stay upstairs until its dry, sometimes if I want to watch something on TV I tell him its not dry and leave him upstairs for 2 hours just to get a bit of peace