Turbofish

For a while there I was a homeless alcoholic. Now I'm an alcoholic. Given the choice between the two I know which I'd rather.

I process meat. My hands are rarely dirty but sometimes there seepage through my overalls.

24 bottles but yeah.

I used to unload trucks in an absolute madhouse.

The heat in the back of the transparent roofed trailers in summer was a nightmare so some of the lads would strip down to their boxers then pop their boots and high vis back on. We eventually got cameras installed pointing down the trailers and we're suddenly required to be fully clothed at all times. Our shift lead took particular offense to this and flashed his cock at the camera whilst shouting obscenities. He didn't come back to work the next day.

We had 4 guys sacked for not only opening customers parcels but for taking fireworks out of said parcel and taping them to Frisbees which they then threw to each other. One inevitably went off in one fella's hand. He eventually managed to sue for unfair dismissal somehow.

Another guy was caught trying to sneak a slab of wine out to his car.

I lived in tents for the better part of a year. I'd set up anywhere with a bit of cover that wasn't frequently walked through. Woods mostly.

I'm off to strain the spuds.

Only irchighway these days. Gotta get my book fix in.

All the payphones have been turned into little homes for defibrillators.

I can't use my banking app on lineage and those wonderful folk at the bank have made it so that you cant confirm online purchases without.

I'd never really considered that people might not have seen coal burn.

In Ireland both coal and turf are still fairly common as the primary method of heating. That said they are "trying" to phase it out.

What's green and sticky?

I used be a an absolute fiend for biting my nails. What fixed it was buying a little Swiss army knife nail set. It's got a wee little nail clippers and file. It fulfilled the need for nervous movement.