'Bloodys and shits.'
'Cocks and bitches?'
'Yup. Fucks 8.30, cunts possibly 9.30 - best check.'
A conversation that is testament to the fact that I don't work in a bank.
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10 comments:
Bloody hell. What channel do you work for?
(If it's after 8.30 in NZ, that first sentence should read "Fucking hell.")
Hah! Exactly! That conversation was pertaining to the major three channels.
My kind of office.
You'd love it, Mwa !
You wouldn't believe some of the language out of our place, Spanish, Slovakian, Irish, Hindi...
Swearing in Slovakian? Now that's something I haven't heard...
Similar office environment here, LK. I've just been having an in-depth conversation with a would-be reality TV hopeful about exactly what her job title of 'XXX Adult Entertainer' constitutes (with particular attention to toys/orifices/partners included in the 'performance').
Very enlightening...
Oh, and what she sacrifices with the ceremonial knives on her witchcraft altar in the living room...
What a coarse, crude place New Zealand is becoming. A nation of hillbillies.
Can do better.
Oh don't be so judgemental, No Bleeding Breeding.
Just because we're allowed to, doesn't mean we do.
Anonymous, missed your comment there!Now that's one hell of a conversation to have had.
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