CROWN!

[elle_kabong]

Because the ninnies who offered me a job a fortnight ago dropped the ball on the start date and thought they could leave me impoverished and dithering with impunity until the 28th of sodding April, they just got served by the competition and I start a rather spiffy job for a company who specialise in terrorism insurance on the 21st. Offices in the

Comments

[specialknives]

Great news darls; how sorted you are.

[nfornihilism]

You're doing better than I am.

Chur.

[elle_kabong]

Damn skippy. But I don't have your winning personality. And by "personality" I mean "ability to fire beams of pure hate from my eyeballs".

[nfornihilism]

That's the booze talking.

For both of us.

[ellebabe]

It's good to be the king ;)

Legoland it is!!

[hoodooyoudo]

Congrats ;)

[jsr]

Great news! Now you'll be able to buy your very own food, and stop however you've been living up 'till now. I'm guessing you were a street urchin of some kind, a smudge of dirt[1] across your face, stealing small valuables for some Fagin-like master who rewarded you with pope hats, morsels of food and occasional thrupn'y bits.

[1] I know. That's not dirt.

[elle_kabong]

I am indeed a street urchin at the moment, a small spiky sea-creature lurking in gutters for wayward passers-by to tread upon, get poisoned by my barbs, and die before me so that I might LOOT THE ROOM and steal their Pilsener and hoodies.

[moi_aikaterina]

Hmm I read FRUIT OF THE WOMB not LOOT THE ROOM. I blame you. Dirty!

Anyway, well done Scholes! You know that crown does look a bit like a giant jafa at the Playboy Mansion. Looks good on ya!