I am still full of snot and coughs and shit and that. I shall endeavour to return with lolsome wordage and occasional rofling and passably witty and wry observations from the front line of humanity and that.
But not for a day or so.
By the way, here’s a scientifick fact just for you blood. Peeps can’t drive. No, really.
They
Can’t
Drive
Scary.
I hab a code too. I blame your post. It’s infected.
I have snot too. And I dragged my sorry arse all the way into work for an audit only to find that some funny fucker sent an email out cancelling it on Friday, when I wasn’t in. Arseholes.
And you’re right, people can’t drive. The fortunate thing is that I now have a company car so if it turns out that the car can’t stop on a sixpence because some eejit doesn’t understand how a mini roundabout works, it’s not really a problem when I end up parked in the side of their vehicle.