I work hybrid - Mon, Tue and Thu in the office, Weds and Fri at home. I tend to absolutely CANE it at the start of the week to hopefully give me an easier ride when I've got a couple of days at home. I'm always available, everything gets done and I'm always on top of things. I use my time far...
By doing home delivery of course, you are also missing out on the random TREASURES bequeathed upon the hallowed yellow-labeled 'reduced' shelf.
I will routinely use my trolley to form my own makeshift barrier to ward off other shoppers, whilst I peruse the almost out-of-date pork chops...
I'm just far too fussy with my groceries to ever do home delivery. When it comes to the fresh stuff, I'm a feeler-squeezer-sniffer.
Which, I appreciate, renders my presence on this thread completely superfluous.
And a bit of Wang Chung. AMAZING soundtrack.
I also enjoyed luring a prostitute into my car, driving to a back alley, having some rumpy and then clumping her with a baseball bat to get a full refund.
I still remember playing GTA Vice City, and just driving around for hours listening to the music and radio stations. I didn't want to get out of the car.
Rusty Brown's Ring Donuts - "I just LOOOVE the batter...all over my face"
My god, can you just imagine it ?
Dyche permanently placing DCL right on the keepers toes, waiting to receive the latest hoof so he can have a tussle and turn it in, or lay it off to some onrushing midfield no-marks for a goalmouth scramble.
I'd rather watch mixed pairs paralympic boules.
Yes, but all categories of Amex tickets do still have a pre-determined face value. As it stands, ALL ticket prices have to be submitted to the PL in advance of the season starting. BHA can't just arbitrarily ramp it up and charge what it wants.
With "dynamic" pricing, ticket prices can be...
Chris Evans autobiography.
It was in one of those little book shacks you get by a swimming pool on holiday abroad, where everyone lobs in whatever they've just finished, and takes something else in return. I think I left Bravo Two Zero in there, and reluctantly picked up the Evans book in...
As the saying goes, arguing with an idiot is like playing chess with a pigeon. You'll win easily, but then the pigeon will knock over all the pieces, shit all over the board, and strut away like its won.
I've seen us played off the park by 9 men in the past.
Anyway, definitely a point gained. We were losing at one of the title challengers, and came away with something. That was a huge point for us.