worst jobs

[alan partridge]

for the last time looney, i am not going anywhere near your cock

 

[looney]

Sorry Fartridge I would like to hang around and make you look almost as inept and foolish as you actually are but, I'm busy and your getting f*** all for your birthday on thursday you free loading fucker.

 

[looney]

for the last time looney, i am not going anywhere near your cock

Like the way you refuse to go anywhere near a bath or shower or a job. Post humping Fuckmonkey.

ttfn

 

[MRRF 10]

hey looney, if you are god, then tell me this, what is the meaning of life?

 

[alan partridge]

haha, I win again!

I don't mind what you get me looney just don't bring me any myrrh

 

[Ex Shelton Seagull]

Smelly Alan Fartridge! Smelly Alan Fartridge!

 

[alan partridge]

Smelly Alan Fartridge! Smelly Alan Fartridge!

look i just want to clear this up once and for all, my personal hygiene has never been in any doubt...the boys at school they thought it was funny, fartridge sounds like partridge haha, but i shower regularly...

bless you my child

 

[MRRF 10]

Alan Fartridge is what i will call you, it sounds good.

alright fartridge

 

[Ex Shelton Seagull]

McCoombe if you're listening, what are you? What are you? You're nothing! Nothing!

Talking of crap jobs btw I once worked for 2 weeks putting teabags into boxes at a factory unit outside Uckfield. That was the cushy job which I got due to being English. All the immigrants and Aussie backpackers had to put tubs of Flora into boxes. I also did door to door sales in East Grinstead for the grand total of 20 minutes. I knocked on the first door and had a kind of road to Damascus conversion. I apologised to the person who answered the door, found my supervisor and handed over my clipboard and set off for the station. I wish that same moment could happen to call centre staff.