I've quit my job again.

The more I think of this the more I'm tempted to ask why it was unsustainable, but I know it's not really any of my beewax.
 
I heard a story about a woman who "got off" on a phallic shaped candle that she had mounted to her bedroom wall. Her male next door neighbour found out and using some epic diy skills managed to make a hole in the precise location of the candle. When the time arose he would swap the candle for you know what. The bloke next door soon moved house when he heard the woman say to her newly born baby, "Randall, Randall, your dad's a candle". :D
 
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