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I’ll tell you how dull. Very dull, when it’s a gardeners Christmas party. I used to work there before I joined the force and I did enjoy it and got on well with the people. What has happened since I left? Everyone fun has gone and lots of new dull people have joined.
I had a conversation, (by that I mean he talked and I tried to stop my brain trying to escape through my nose), for 30 minutes about compost. We were queuing for the food and he just kept talking. My mind wandered to all sorts of things to try and make my face look interested, but it was a losing battle. At one point I thought he said, “rub down”, which made me snap back to reality briefly, but I think he actually said, “rot down”.
At the dinner table I took to stabbing myself in the leg with my fork to keep me awake. I think they thought I was playing with myself.
On a plus side I did win the quiz about identifying company symbols. It was mildly different to my police Christmas do, which was the night before.
I had a conversation, (by that I mean he talked and I tried to stop my brain trying to escape through my nose), for 30 minutes about compost. We were queuing for the food and he just kept talking. My mind wandered to all sorts of things to try and make my face look interested, but it was a losing battle. At one point I thought he said, “rub down”, which made me snap back to reality briefly, but I think he actually said, “rot down”.
At the dinner table I took to stabbing myself in the leg with my fork to keep me awake. I think they thought I was playing with myself.
On a plus side I did win the quiz about identifying company symbols. It was mildly different to my police Christmas do, which was the night before.
and the glint of a shiny metal thing in your hand.
I think it was the up and down movement that "raised" suspicions
English_Bloke wrote:
> At the dinner table I took to stabbing myself in the leg with my fork
> to keep me awake. I think they thought I was playing with myself.
Your pain and pleasure faces similar?
> At the dinner table I took to stabbing myself in the leg with my fork
> to keep me awake. I think they thought I was playing with myself.
Your pain and pleasure faces similar?
Wow, your own private porn show, complete with cops costumes.
I watched my Sgt get molested by all the female officers because he is leaving soon.
How was your police do?
Score.
You should have said something about him talking s**t. Then stabbed him in the leg.
You should have said something about him talking s**t. Then stabbed him in the leg.
I’ll tell you how dull. Very dull, when it’s a gardeners Christmas party. I used to work there before I joined the force and I did enjoy it and got on well with the people. What has happened since I left? Everyone fun has gone and lots of new dull people have joined.
I had a conversation, (by that I mean he talked and I tried to stop my brain trying to escape through my nose), for 30 minutes about compost. We were queuing for the food and he just kept talking. My mind wandered to all sorts of things to try and make my face look interested, but it was a losing battle. At one point I thought he said, “rub down”, which made me snap back to reality briefly, but I think he actually said, “rot down”.
At the dinner table I took to stabbing myself in the leg with my fork to keep me awake. I think they thought I was playing with myself.
On a plus side I did win the quiz about identifying company symbols. It was mildly different to my police Christmas do, which was the night before.
I had a conversation, (by that I mean he talked and I tried to stop my brain trying to escape through my nose), for 30 minutes about compost. We were queuing for the food and he just kept talking. My mind wandered to all sorts of things to try and make my face look interested, but it was a losing battle. At one point I thought he said, “rub down”, which made me snap back to reality briefly, but I think he actually said, “rot down”.
At the dinner table I took to stabbing myself in the leg with my fork to keep me awake. I think they thought I was playing with myself.
On a plus side I did win the quiz about identifying company symbols. It was mildly different to my police Christmas do, which was the night before.