Ted Max

Settee - serviette - lounge - pardon? - patio. Sofa - napkin - sitting room - what? - terrace.

What is the sixth most earth-destroying, future-raping postcode in the country? (sort of) http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/5851244/Top-1000-most-polluting-postcodes.html

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One condom, please. Yes, just the one.

It is a matter of not inconsiderable inconvenience to me to have to deal with the trifling inadequacies I see here before me but it would, conversely, be remiss and amiss not to genuflect to the Spirit of Truth and bat your sordid objections away into the undergrowth, whence they came. Painful as it is to summon up the Howitzers of my rhetorical artillery to deal with such piffling small arms fire, it behoves me not to allow such cretinous buffoonery to pass undisputed....* (*Continues for another 4 paragraphs....)

Ha, Google Ads serves "Sarah Beeny's Dating Site" against that video, Sean.

But... "soft lad"?? Que? Sorry, nothing meant by it, I promise. Too much exposure to the Royle Family in my youth, I think.

Boy George could be captivating at time, look where that got him. Do keep up, soft lad.

Still, if you have mates from Huyton, you're going to get in to trouble occasionally. And get out of it occasionally. Nudgety nudge.

BBW, imagine yourself in 15 years' time, half destroyed through drugs and cut adrift from the important relationships in your life, finding this one place of joy left in your life, and transmitting that joy so fully it makes grown Bus Conductors like HonaB weep salt tears. Surely worth a dangly ear ring or two.

Shock-Jocks?

Tell you the trouble with having all these muslim lads in the warehouse - they're a bloody let down on away days. Apart from Khalid, he'll have few when the others aren't looking. He wants to get on, that lad.

Not sure about "ever" but I watch too often. Love the pure joy at the end.

If I've knocked the trustful innocence out of just one poster, then all my time on here has been worth it.

That looks like a sensible post, Rosie. But before I express agreement, does anyone who has met Rosie in real life have any proof she is in fact a blithering loon? I wouldn't like to jump to conclusions.

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His money got him into court, as much as it got him out of there.

I mean, there are some people not as yet in Broadmoor who would welcome an evening learning to Flamenco with Karen from Bought Ledger while the boss smirks at the bar. But not many.

Look, we're getting away from the point here. Which is that the sort of person who looks forward to a weekend away building rafts on Dartmoor in the company of his direct reports, team leader, and a pensioned-off army PT instructor is likely, at some point, to turn up at work wearing only a bow tie, a pump-action shotgun and a thirst for revenge. (unless you're Reg Varney, of course)

Boy George. Try the veal.

many of you are clearly not the target audience for these team-bonding sessions No, no. We absolutely are. If you're already on board to suck it all up, then they're wasting their money, surely?

Sure thing Ted. The CPT? Although we've never met I'll know you. There's a face like yours in evry pub. EDF posters meeting up in real life? It'll never catch on.

Lovely chap Hugey - brilliant at generating a brief, understanding the needs of the client, invaluable in pitches, but unfortunately refused to perform the first salsa on the dancefloor at the summer party. Noted.

i it'll be funny to see them crying after we show how to play the beautiful game and send home crying into their super strength lager It's nice to have one of the squad posting. What position do you play, Atila?

If you reject the opportunity for mean spirited reasons It's all in that if. You are looking at a (possibly) voluntary arrangement in which someone says, effectively: "I'm not coming, you're all twats, I'd rather die." In which case, the rest of your post is valid. We are talking about situations where people feel genuinely uncomfortable and exposed. And then, to compound this, there is the knowledge that this discomfort could then be interpreted as a negative "aspect of your approach to work".