NEWS FLASH!!!!
THEY ARE PLAYING JAMES REYNE ON THE P.A. AT MY WORKPLACE.
I AM NOT KIDDING.
IT'S REALLY HAPPENING.
I HAVE TO GO AND HIDE UNDER MY DESK NOW.
I AM NOT KIDDING.
IT'S REALLY HAPPENING.
I HAVE TO GO AND HIDE UNDER MY DESK NOW.
posted by gigglewick at
1:56 pm
6 Comments:
I am being forced to listen to the cricket, so I feel your pain. Each time I am on a phone call I make a big song and dance about not being able to hear them properly. Complete guff of course, but I find cricket boring to watch. This is magnified 10 fold when it is narrated being by people with odd accents and there are no shots of the drunken crowd to laugh at.
BTW, I've just been over at Melissa in the Mother Country and I was also thinking about Blackadder while reading it. Tally, Bally-Ho!
Are you insane? You can't hide under your desk! You have to QUIT NOW!!! While there's still time to save yourself!
:)
James Reyne pierces any type of material your desk may be made out of, even if we're talking concrete. No earplugs, no safety earmuffs, nothing can save your ears from hearing this, and nothing can stop your brain from slowly turning to mush. I'm sorry to be the one to let you know this. :(
This must be what happens when you work way out west where the rain don't fall.
Oooh! But don't hide; your workplace mightn't like it. Don't be so reckless.
And here I thought I'd been hanging with the nicest people (Hammerhead).
Aww, poor James Reyne. I'd still pay to see him live. In fact I did last year and it was ruined by a mob of wankers who thought I wanted to listen to them sing off-key. Sigh.
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