Away from home, house-share buddy away, pizza ordered, bottle or two of silly-sauce in the fridge and season 3 of Dexter ready to play.
Oh, and agreement that if I rock up to a pile of tulip instead of working code I can fook off but still bill for the entire weekend.
Ain't life a bitch?
A slip of the finger means I've got two pizzas on the way. Ho-hum.
Oh, and agreement that if I rock up to a pile of tulip instead of working code I can fook off but still bill for the entire weekend.
Ain't life a bitch?
A slip of the finger means I've got two pizzas on the way. Ho-hum.
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