Oh look, a carpet roller. :rolleyes:
I’d feel I must point out that Askia has been posting on other threads as well as this.
YOU SLUT!
rayh, do something about your family.
The only excuse I can offer was the Askia Skool of Englush: Lern Good Fast was cheap.
True. But as I clearly started the school as a goof, I had no idea you’d actually pay money to attend. Didn’t you suspect something when the entire curriculum was presented in the nonstandard spelling of Shakespearean English? Or did the prospect of going to school without felching the upperclassmen make you weak at the knees? Which come to think of it, would aid in the felching.
I predict you will whine about me talking about sex again.
Did you not notice the check bounced?
Why should I mention your pathological obsession with sex?
I’m Welsh you ignorant yank, it’s sheep we felch not upperclassmen. :rolleyes:
I figured it’d bounce, so I never cashed it. Luckily I managed to turn a profit secretly filming family on camera for my new website, welchsheeplovers.xxx.
So Askia films family members for pervy porno websites. Strangely disturbing while, at the same time, coming as no surprise whatever. As the root, so the branch.
Well, only for the UK Dopers desperate for cash.
BTW, your checks in the mail, Malacandra.
There’s no limit to your talents, is there? And it’s all so unfair, I mean, you build all those houses, do they call you “Askia the Builder”? No. You mend all those kettles, do they call you “Askia the Tinker”? No. You sole and heel all those shoes, do they call you “Askia the Cobbler”? No.
But one burro, just one lousy burro…
… with one burro, and rayh’s unpaid help, I have builted me an empire of sin. 'Tis a terrible burden I bear, 'tis true, 'tis true.
I’m interviewing for jobs later today. Wish me luck.
Bastard. Throw that in the face of the unemployed why don’t you. You will be mentioning all your new gadgets next and how you can afford them, while us poor people can barely afford to put food on the table. Your trip down to loot NO worked out for you I guess.
[luck with the interview]
By the way, I wouldn’t call your wife a burro, not quite anyway.
Oh, give it a rest, won’t you? Food has never been cheaper in real terms, which is why there is a massive obesity epidemic afflicting the rich and poor alike - how often do you see thin poor people these days? No, they’re all far too poor to eat fruit and vegetables and complex carbohydrates, but they can somehow afford enough grease-laden sugary junk food to swell up to the size of a hot-air balloon.
Unemployed? Work-shy, I call it. Everywhere you look there’s a chronic shortage of people willing to do the shitty jobs. “Can’t get work” = “can’t find a cushy number where I sit on my arse for six hours a day and take home enough to fund a 5000cal diet, three weeks’ holiday abroad a year and a four-bedroomed house with a DVD player in every room”. No, you’d rather sit home and whine about the evils of the Tories when they’ve been out of office for eight years, and once a week haul yourself down to the dole office, and then spend half of it at the bookies. Hah.
It’s once every 2 weeks, dipshit. And they keep asking me what I am doing to look for a job, assholes.
Did you include sheep-felching on your resume? If you did, it might help you in your job search.
F*(#*!*in' leet-speakers! You're all script kiddies who write viruses and make me have to update my security patches EVERY #@#*! TIME I TURN MY COMPUTER ON! Just once, I would like to be able to start up my computer and not have to restart it to apply some security patch.
I’m sure the madam will be happy to get such an experienced and flexible male prostitute on her team. I’ve heard that good ones are so hard to find…
[luck on the interview]
We’ll stop when we’ve blamed you for everything for as long as you’ve blamed us for everything. Lessee, you’ve been blaming us for that whole Original Sin thing for 2000 years now, so we have about 1970 years to go.
Wrong time of the month, Anne?
I’ve heard the hard ones are so good to find.
Which seems to be the limit of you sexual experience, hearing about it.
You rang?
