Re: Flat Eric
Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2011 7:12 pm
David Johnson wrote:
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You know what DJ, maybe I do !idea!
You might just be onto something there, because the way some of these clowns toss taxpayers' money around like drunken sailors in a knocking shop beggars belief. I know - I've seen it for myself having had dealings with some of my own local District Council boys (Labour lads of course - but decent enough blokes on a personal level I must admit, and they like a drink).
So yeah - I reckon I could make a decent fist of putting a budget together, what with my eye for a good deal and monetary prudence. I can't quite turn water into wine, but I'm pretty damn good (though I say so myself).
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Steady on David. Don't get too excited now, you'll do yourself a mischief !nuts!.
You're starting to sound like one of them Victorian villains from the old films. You know - the guys in the big tall hats and the twirly moustaches who cackle in fiendish triumph while The Hero's dangling helplessly from the hands of Big Ben, or chained to a railway line in the path of an oncoming train. There's even a hint Auric Goldfinger in there:
"You expect me to talk, David?!"
"NO FLAT ERIC - I EXPECT YOU TO DIE!!!!"
But enough of this politics stuff - what about them more tits & bums? But I'm fucked if I'm paying you a fiver (Cuts you know: We're all in this together).
- Eric
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You know what DJ, maybe I do !idea!
You might just be onto something there, because the way some of these clowns toss taxpayers' money around like drunken sailors in a knocking shop beggars belief. I know - I've seen it for myself having had dealings with some of my own local District Council boys (Labour lads of course - but decent enough blokes on a personal level I must admit, and they like a drink).
So yeah - I reckon I could make a decent fist of putting a budget together, what with my eye for a good deal and monetary prudence. I can't quite turn water into wine, but I'm pretty damn good (though I say so myself).
>>
Steady on David. Don't get too excited now, you'll do yourself a mischief !nuts!.
You're starting to sound like one of them Victorian villains from the old films. You know - the guys in the big tall hats and the twirly moustaches who cackle in fiendish triumph while The Hero's dangling helplessly from the hands of Big Ben, or chained to a railway line in the path of an oncoming train. There's even a hint Auric Goldfinger in there:
"You expect me to talk, David?!"
"NO FLAT ERIC - I EXPECT YOU TO DIE!!!!"
But enough of this politics stuff - what about them more tits & bums? But I'm fucked if I'm paying you a fiver (Cuts you know: We're all in this together).
- Eric