Fruit Machine Chat

I wouldn't bother reading all of this , its very boring ,,,,,,,,,, im just rambling ,,,,,

despite the good money ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, sometimes you gotta take a day off , just to catch up on the things that need doing that you've put off.

up at 8 , wash , breaky , agonisingly bag up a grand in coins into 20's ,,,,,,, goto bank ,,,,, then chemist on way home (mrs bit poorly ) now around 10am ,got to drop dog off at groomers, (poor thing is looking like chewbaka) next ring insurance (because you've let that reminder sit there for 2weeks without dealing with it) , 507 quid , ok but now you remember that your shitty instant access account , you know , yes that one , the only one you have a debit facility on ,,,,,,, yes that one , the one that is only normally used for your contract moby direct debit , thus usually only normally has a few quid in , because your an old paranoid twat who doesn't like giving out direct debit numbers to anyone , and thinks as soon as you put more than a ton in it , your gonna get fleeced,,,, ahh so drive all the way back to the bank to deposit 500 quid , but now of course being mid morning theres a queue that starts in swaziland ,,,,,,,,,, tick tock tick tock , now around 11.30 , ,,, now off to parents to give em my 22inch flatscreen spare bedroom telly (been planning on treating myself to a new one ) ,,,,,,,, obviously show em how to work it ,tune it all in for em ,,,,,,,, but being old people this needs explaining in triplicate with diagrams etc , lug out to the garage there old 20 stone 20 year old logie baird bollocks , which due to its fucking weight and sise probably requires planning permission and its own postcode to put in the garage . guaranteeing to scrape the knuckles in every doorway whilst moving . ,,,,,,,,,, now around 1.30pm ,,,,,,,,ring doctors (book tracy in at 4) ,,,,,, next go to sisters with spare router ide promised ide give her,,,, , next wolf down a tacky happy shopper sausage roll from sisters dubious looking local shop ,,,,, head home ,,, clear dog shit up in garden , finally have a 10 min sit , next take tray doctors , then pick dog up from groomers, ,(hardly recognise shaved dog,,,,,,, who's now looking at me in disgust , with a look that says its february and its fucking freezing you bastard,,,, starting to regret sausage roll now , finally head to richer sounds , buy telly . get home 5.30 ,,,,,,,,,,, finally some free time to myself ,,,,,,,,,,,,,, nahhhhhh ,,,,,,,,,, sort dinner out etc etc etc ,,,,,,, finally settled down at 7.30 ,,,,,,, watch gladiator on blu ray to test telly ........ phewwwww

life really does get in the way at times.

days off ??????,,,,,,,,,,,, fuck that , never again , its too much like hard work :P

I'd rather do that every day than work for the c**t I have to!

Or next time don't tell anyone your having a day off, and just leave in the morning as usual and ....... bla bla bla

"agonisingly bag up a grand in coins into 20's ,,,,,,, goto bank"

My bank doesn't let me pay in more than 5 bags of coins in any given day. :-( Bastards!

Gotta laugh at the dog comment about it being february! lol
Sounds like an eventful day.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jq3H1QZlct0

Shaggerty wrote: My bank doesn't let me pay in more than 5 bags of coins in any given day. :-( Bastards!

put £200 in each bag then

Enjoyable read, on several levels.
So I wrote you all a poem, hope you like it.

There's a flicker on the tele, a drip from the ceiling,
Scratch on the banister, and the bedroom paint's peeling.
The interest rate on my ISA, is only nought point two
I need to go into the bank, and have myself a review
The lads will look at it in a minute, garage waiting rooms
Check out the Goodyear posters, soaked in oily fumes
Valentines coming up, cliched dirty knickers
Better see the doc, about my dodgy ticker
Mum's on the phone, can't rewind the video
Got to pick my cousin up, he's learning tae-kwon-do
So I get into town sharpish it's six thirty five
None of my hits seem remotely alive
I'm going on tilt, I'm losing my head
I knew it too well, I should have stayed in bed
It's all not holding, not gambling, not numbering
Now I'm clutching at straws just stumbling
The light's off on the dial, audit day, no joke
Must be that Matt, come up from the smoke
So it's time to turn to that Rainbow Riches
And I hope I get the pots without too many hitches
It rolls in kings for twenty five sheets
Looking to take it back, three leprechauns neat!
Go on up the trail, making it to stop at forty
Looking leaner and meaner, gamble a bit naughty
About to bail out, starting to make for exits
Stroke of luck, in roll three more Irish gits
So spin that wheel, for £500 I strive
It's a big ask and I'm alright with thirty five
So I say take it easy, play it down and quit
I don't want to blow the lot and feel like a tit
Battle plans are drawn, how far to push
Then something happens, causing the coins to gush
Not one pot, not two pots but three pots appear
I felt lucky and for once it won't cost me dear
The screen shimmers to the circle of pots
Silver it lands, that's my lot
I change it up, all of the bounty
I made a 1'er when all is counted
Yes Isty, I know the iambic pentameter is cooked
And if I know what an iambic pentameter is, I'll be f**ked
Enough jabber and rhyming for one post,
I want to be up in time for some toast
Not looking like a ghost
woken up by the post
As I was playing poker late and chatting on here
I need to be at my first hit for nine, pass me a beer
Or a coffee so I can stamp my card
If I'm challenged, I'll pass myself off as The Bard
or Lard
From that radio show
GO!
Lo!
Po!
HO!
And so it ends
I've come up too quick I've got the bends
Need to be on the mends
Hens
Pens
Dens
Zen.
Peace.
Fleece.
Niece.
Good night.
Light.
Fright.
Bite.
End.
Penned.
By JG.
Me.

JG: Love it - think we should do a thread just for that! Ha-ha...

Or next time don't tell anyone your having a day off, and just leave in the morning as usual and ....... bla bla bla

This is exactly how I get my Friday sessions underway. "Bye love!" to the missus as I walk out to 'get the bus to work' (get the train to town for the 09:00 'spoons start).

The old dog grooming ain't cheap, £26 it costs for my dog, and its only a little Yorkie Terrier.

Tray. You can get a coin counting scale off of e-bay for about £20 ! Saves a lot of time.

cheers harry , might take a look at that ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,