301k in debt and morbidly obese - things aren't great!

lindens

Ebay - free listing weekend today and tomorrow ! What better motivation do you need?

Karmacat

Shed Tetris! Hurray! And yes, free ebay listing. And its always free listing on Amazon for anything with an isbn number. And I heard mention of gumtree for sales recently, tho when I've tried I've been a bit puzzled by the layout, I have to say.

Helichopters .... hmmm, I *did* arrange for a high-spec one ... you weren't supposed to notice :D:D:D

MrBloater

Talk about going from positivity to downright annoyance in a blink, with their late night the kids were all underpar and Mrs B needed something to soak up the hangover so I unwisely volunteered to go to the McDonalds drivethru. 14 quid later I came back to find the bag bereft of hash browns and double McMuffins all as singles. DD then spilt her syrup all over the pancakes which made her very upset and this led her to spilling her Tropicana all over the lounge carpet which sent her into such a tizzy that she now won't go to her ballet lesson (already paid for). Moral of this story - don't ever go to McDonalds. It's also reduced the size of the mythical snowball that I'm starting to despair I will never throw.

Memory_Girl

MrBloater wrote: »

First thing I did when I got back from my 4k blast this morning was check Eurosport's schedule - had a horrible feeling that alongside their usual gripping portfolio of events like Moto GP, badminton, waitressing, driving tests, etc they had bought the rights (in a deal probably brokered by the Matrix ladies) to Fat Bloke Running in London - Live!, cos there was a helicopter that was hovering over me throughout the entire duration of my run, and it sounded a bit wonkier than the usual police ones, and as soon as I got in, it went on its wonky way elsewhere. However, having checked the listings it appears this was not the case.

Yup - it was us!!!

.................. and one morning you will round the corner into your street to be greeted by the "Matrix Ladies formation Cheerleading Squad". All pompoms and flippy skirts ................

................ don't say you haven't been warned :rotfl:

We look a lot like this :j:T:j:T ................ with some of this :beer:

MG

Igamogam

MrBloater wrote: »

Moral of this story - don't ever go to McDonalds. It's also reduced the size of the mythical snowball that I'm starting to despair I will never throw.

Even more reasons other than unnaturally thick milkshakes not to go to McD Dont despair - chuck a snowball even if its a tiny one - has been very warm recently;)

MrsMoo2U

Mr B you make me howl with laughter. As if us Matrix ladies would be so surreptitious. MG is right we would be full on in your face. So dont worry about Helicopter following you around. However if you suddenly have a bunch of drag queens at every corner clapping be warned MG has sent her pals to check up on you! Oh by the way it isnt the Matrix ladies that are the drag queens, just MGs friends who MG keeps us all entertained with.

Butti

Igamogam wrote: »

Even more reasons other than unnaturally thick milkshakes not to go to McD Dont despair - chuck a snowball even if its a tiny one - has been very warm recently;)

What do the unnaturally thick milk shakes have in them? I was told cotton by an ex-boyfriend, but he also told me he was good in bed so I'm not convinced.

B

Willow92

I did have an image of you being chased by a cameraman while you go for your run... teehee.

Igamogam

Butti wrote: »

What do the unnaturally thick milk shakes have in them? I was told cotton by an ex-boyfriend, but he also told me he was good in bed so I'm not convinced.
:rotfl::rotfl::rotfl:
B

That made me laugh!

MrBloater

Shed Tetris got refined into Shed Precision Drilling as having the Bloater clan (plus my parents) in the garden along with the various dangerous devices in my shed would be a recipe for disaster - DS and my dad in particular can turn the most innocuous object into a weapon of mass destruction - they've missed a trick by being city dwellers - they would have been perfectly at home somewhere rural with threshing machines and guns and killing animals and sharp spiky things that can hurt. So I put my engineering expertise to good use, punctured a hole through the tightly packed garbage, established a corridor to the back of the shed and retrieved handful by handful my vinyl - lovingly preserved in a stout plastic lidded tub for the last decade or however long since I stopped enduring the nightmare and started living the dream. All the Bloater vinyl now sitting pretty in a blanket box and ready for cleaning and categorising and eventual ebay listing. Party on!