Wednesday, 15 July 2009

Thank fuck that's nearly over with!

So, after nearly a week of verbal from disgruntled fuckwits (why are they never gruntled, anyway?) I get to leave the delights of Leeds tomorrow.

Which means I get to swap one load of incomprehensible gibbering shaved chimps for another.



Pavlov's Cat said...

so back to Wales then ?

sixtypoundsaweekcleaner said...

Or Coventry.

Henry North London said...

Leeds is a bit shoddy I cant stand the place. Wanted to go to the Uni but soon realised that not going there was a blessing in disguise.

alfstone said...

That's the best thing about Leeds - leaving

Fidel Cuntstruck said...

The M621 climbs a hill out of Leeds, I've always been fascinated by the way my spirits lift as I ascend it.

Captain Ranty said...

I was sent there on a job once, as a young apprentice (17 years old and a little thinner than I am today) from my base in Manchester.

I got the machine I was working on fixed by lunchtime so I thought I'd grab a pie and a pint before heading home. Walked into a bar, and the barman said "What can I get you, love". I said "Sorry, didn't know it was a gay bar", at which point two burly fuckers stood up and glared at me. "You calling us poofs?". I was tad worried but the barman intervened and asked if it was the "love" comment. "Aye" says me. He explained that it was fairly normal for men to call other men "love" in Leeds.

Scarfed my pie and my pint and fucked off.

Never been back since.