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Cushca:
My colleague has just rather stealthily created the worst fucking stench imaginable. My work area now smells like a boar's arse. She is fucking rank, and no mistake.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:32:47 am)
Sleepy:
It's good that you can distinguish the smell of a boar's arse though, huh?
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:33:46 am)
Sleepy:
Superb olfactory skills. Is that the word?
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:34:03 am)
Sleepy:
Can you get someone else to drive your car, bela?
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:34:36 am)
Cushca:
She's vile. It is vile. I'm going to slap her.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:34:40 am)
Chewing Wax:
can't stop laughing
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:36:11 am)
bela:
Sometimes' my bosses cologne smells like bug spray and that drives me nuts. Its so offensive.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:43:03 am)
bela:
boss's
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:44:13 am)
:
Boss'
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:44:44 am)
bela:
Oh yeah.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:45:32 am)
bela:
Dopey me.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:45:43 am)
Cushca:
The vile stench is invading my nostrils. And they don't like it, my nostrils. Not one bit.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:47:29 am)
bela:
Whats worse Cushca is when you're on a packed train and someone farts. That is the absolute worst. One time I was stuck in front of these two kids, one was sitting down and one was standing over the side of him talking. His breath was so bad it was permeating my space a foot away and I couldn't move.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:47:37 am)
Cushca:
Sleepy, can you ring me on my mobile please. I must get away. Please call my mobile. My nostrils beg you.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:47:47 am)
Cushca:
But what kind of innerds must she have to have created such an odour? I mean, is she human?
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:48:25 am)
Chewing Wax:
I need to start lifting weights. My arms are a joke.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:48:41 am)
Chewing Wax:
That was some fart
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:49:13 am)
Chewing Wax:
When Anne cuts one like that I tell her she needs to go to the doctor. You should maybe suggest that to your friend there.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:49:51 am)
Sleepy:
I have to leave the Internet shop and then get home, so it's going to take some time before I can contact you, Cushca. But I will. I will speak to you soon. Bye. Have a good weekend all.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:50:21 am)
Cushca:
You fucker. Ring me now. I need to have a reason to leave NOW.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:50:42 am)
Sleepy:
I'm in the fucking shop. You'll have to wait.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:51:15 am)
Sleepy:
Just leave the office. Just do it. Or something.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:51:29 am)
Chewing Wax:
Or something
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:51:38 am)
:
god, monkeys, or dinosaurs laid them in eggs
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:51:49 am)
Sleepy:
Bye all.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:52:09 am)
Chewing Wax:
Yeh. The three popular theories
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:52:13 am)
Chewing Wax:
Bye Sleepy. I don't think you're a fucker.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:52:27 am)
Cushca:
Well that's because you're not sitting where I am.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:53:09 am)
bela:
Is it b.o or perfume shes wearing?
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:53:48 am)
Chewing Wax:
You go on fag breaks every two seconds. What's your problem? Go have a smoke.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:54:08 am)
Cushca:
Fucking good god. It's still rancid. What is she doing? Chugging these out at regular intervals? Ug.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:56:17 am)
bela:
Oh, I see what the problem is. Maybe she ate something funky for lunch.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:57:35 am)
Chewing Wax:
Maybe a big piece of it floated into your nose and got stuck there.
(Fri Apr 12, 2002 - 9:58:04 am)