So last week she got a friend of hers, another Fat Yankistanian, hired. This is how it starts... next thing you know, the rest of the company will have to live in the desert in reservations while they all take over.
Anyway, when I heard she was bringing a friend over, my first thoughts were:
1. I bet she's FAT.
2. I bet she's a right noisy bitch.
Well, I have to put my hands up this once....... for once, the stereotype was WRONG.
Nah, only fucking with you. She's MASSIVE. It's like she met Willy Wonka and he gave her TEN chewing gums. Absolutely fucking WHALE, she is.
The worst part is, I try to be friendly to her, and it's an office where people bring in cakes and sweets (candy, Fat Yanks), so when she's working on reception - which means no one else can get in the building, natch - I go out and say "have you seen there's cakes on the fridge in the office?"
I mean, talk about conversations that go without saying. Of COURSE she's seen. The ****'s eaten 90% of them by the time I get back in.
She's HAIRY as well, like a grizzly from Alaska.
And when these two Fat Yankistanians are together, they're chatting away in the office, like a right pair of noisy fat fuckers.
"HEY HONEY, HOW ARE YOU TODAY?"
"HEY, JEEZ, I'M GREAT - I GOTS TO GO TO A PRE-SEN-TATION."
Bloody fat fucking Fat Yanks.
Anyway, when I heard she was bringing a friend over, my first thoughts were:
1. I bet she's FAT.
2. I bet she's a right noisy bitch.
Well, I have to put my hands up this once....... for once, the stereotype was WRONG.
Nah, only fucking with you. She's MASSIVE. It's like she met Willy Wonka and he gave her TEN chewing gums. Absolutely fucking WHALE, she is.
The worst part is, I try to be friendly to her, and it's an office where people bring in cakes and sweets (candy, Fat Yanks), so when she's working on reception - which means no one else can get in the building, natch - I go out and say "have you seen there's cakes on the fridge in the office?"
I mean, talk about conversations that go without saying. Of COURSE she's seen. The ****'s eaten 90% of them by the time I get back in.
She's HAIRY as well, like a grizzly from Alaska.
And when these two Fat Yankistanians are together, they're chatting away in the office, like a right pair of noisy fat fuckers.
"HEY HONEY, HOW ARE YOU TODAY?"
"HEY, JEEZ, I'M GREAT - I GOTS TO GO TO A PRE-SEN-TATION."
Bloody fat fucking Fat Yanks.
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