.....would that be the one he got all lathered up about when she came back to the office and told him she'd just been for a shit? He seemed to have taken that piece of information as a compliment and a come-on at the same time. Fuck knows what his flirting technique is.
Point of order your honour, I don't believe Ronco ever produced a rechargeable hand held blender.
I await the inevitable rebuff with pictures from bawsy.
"you scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot, happy Christmas your arse I pray God it's our last."
Sheer poetry. She should never have got on that jetski.
That wasn't me Jim, you're thinking of someone else. And I'm not about to go trawling through a website called Cunts Corner looking for a nomination about some cunt shitting his keks, my browsing history is embarrassing enough already.