I mind a job bout 11 years ago, an auld portaloo, think was one, maybe two on whole site, of 50 houses, it had a pokey stick in it. Had to make sure u were concentrating for u def wouldn't have wanted to lift it by the wrong end.You never worked on site have you? I remember a tin with a seat on it stuck in a shed the size of a sentry box, no light, torn up newspaper for loo roll, oh the good old days. Hundredweight bags of plaster too 12ton all hand balled off. I really do miss them days before EU stepped in
Ok but i bet ye cant convince some one who can afford a Ferrari to buy a fiat
Come on who hasn't s**t in a empty bag of finish . Other week we went to a job and hit traffic 2 and half hours and was dying for bog. Builder phoned and asked where we were. I said 5 mins away and make sure no ones on that toilet. Still dont know how I never s**t me sen
The best one for me was taking a s**t in a multi bag upstairs and sprinting down the stairs. just beating the customer by seconds of coming in ... no doors anywhere.
Straight in the skip ... both standing in the living room talking , who walks past a tramp starts rooting threw the skip .. already feeling a little nervous as he gets close to that bag... ye grabs the bag rips it open all over the f**k**g place to my disgust definitely gets it on him and and all over the floor i couldnt take it at this point and just tried my look and said the dirty man even took a number two in there and forgot about it...
Not sure if she belived me or not but i wernt owning to that one
Ooooooohhhhhh Jessica plastering really has corrupted youI had a s**t in a rubble bag at an empty house in the garage thinking it'll be fine because the plumbers were always late. Then had to go through the house to the skip out front. Just as I got to the door it opened before me and in entered the electrician who'd left his diary. Had to stand chatting with him for five/ten minutes holding a bag of poo before he eventually f**k*d off!
..... electricians...
Nah, it's just always suited meOoooooohhhhhh Jessica plastering really has corrupted you
Pooing in rubble sacks then holding it while talking to the elektrikery man?Nah, it's just always suited me
I've just always been able to tramp it up with the best of them!Pooing in rubble sacks then holding it while talking to the elektrikery man?
Couldnt make it upThat's F*****g brilliant!!!!!
what part of mcr you from Jess I'm from Manchester near traf centreRealisation just hit, f**k yes I need to go back to work!!!
I've spent all day deep cleaning the house, done food shop while Si has sat in his pants watching telly. Now I'm cooking while he is drinking beer
I seem to have grown a massive vagina and need to get back on tools
Shits gone wrong
Fallowfield so not far but I'm still not coming round to cook your tea too!what part of mcr you from Jess I'm from Manchester near traf centre
haha don't eat much me!!! my joiner mate use to live there he's moved now though to reddishFallowfield so not far but I'm still not coming round to cook your tea too!
Maybe we'll cross paths one day then. Or if I ever have that game of pool with flynny I'll give you a shout! Bottoms up!haha don't eat much me!!! my joiner mate use to live there he's moved now though to reddish
what pub JessMaybe we'll cross paths one day then. Or if I ever have that game of pool with flynny I'll give you a shout! Bottoms up!
Beer studio is walking distance for me, they have a decent selection of ales and a pool table and curry mile just up road.... aye! And sometimes I wonder into the fallow especially if there's an open mike poetry night on because it's pretentious and s**t and funny to get leathered and mock themwhat pub Jess
Beer studio is walking distance for me, they have a decent selection of ales and a pool table and curry mile just up road.... aye! And sometimes I wonder into the fallow especially if there's an open mike poetry night on because it's pretentious and s**t and funny to get leathered and mock them
yeah know it well corner of wilmslow rd looks like an old small church I'm sure it use to be called summat else thatBeer studio is walking distance for me, they have a decent selection of ales and a pool table and curry mile just up road.... aye! And sometimes I wonder into the fallow especially if there's an open mike poetry night on because it's pretentious and s**t and funny to get leathered and mock them
Yeah it's attached to that but a different pub. Can't think what the church one is called, I never go in there, massive student place, no atmosphere and everything served in plastic glassesyeah know it well corner of wilmslow rd looks like an old small church I'm sure it use to be called summat else that
I think that’s normalAlways got told holding it in all day is gonna have long term effects so try to be regular in the morning but many a time after a night on the piss in the past I’ve had that 5 second thing where all of a sudden it comes on and any old bag/spot will do and deal with the consequences of no bog roll ect afterwards
Random question/query here
Why is it when your driving home need a brad Pitt and the closer you get to Home the worse it gets? Or is that just me
Many a time I’ve had to phone ahead and say to Mrs have the front door open I’m coming home to the officeI think that’s normal
Xmas is shite all year round but every now and then I actually enjoy it and don’t go through the motions but being a Plasterer has moulded me into a sarcastic unsympathetic piss taking southern wan ker but to be honest I wouldn’t want it any other wayBack on topic. And like that its over . Tell ye what cant wait for xmas for some time off
The best one for me was taking a s**t in a multi bag upstairs and sprinting down the stairs. just beating the customer by seconds of coming in ... no doors anywhere.
Straight in the skip ... both standing in the living room talking , who walks past a tramp starts rooting threw the skip .. already feeling a little nervous as he gets close to that bag... ye grabs the bag rips it open all over the f**k**g place to my disgust definitely gets it on him and and all over the floor i couldnt take it at this point and just tried my look and said the dirty man even took a number two in there and forgot about it...
Not sure if she belived me or not but i wernt owning to that one