Could they just rip his bladder out, and use it like one of those bags of wine? I mean, I think I’d personally knock myself unconscious, but couldn’t anyone minded to try to hang on by drinking a dead man’s urine do that?
London buses, football fields, and Wales - those are the British currency for height and size.
Reminds me of this:The owner's a Conservative and Brexit supporting cunt who laid off his staff at the start of the pandemic and told them to go and work in Tesco.
The one and only interesting and redeeming and feature of Wetherspoons is that they go to the time, effort and expense of having unique carpets created for each branch.
The secret life of Wetherspoon’s freaky carpets
The budget boozer’s carpets may look as if they are designed to disguise vomit but, in reality, each one is a bespoke work of artwww.theguardian.com
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Just imagining them in there, opening their ziplock bags of stale piss in desperation, then I'm imagining the people who eventually open the capsule discovering the shitshow within. This is the problem with this whole thing, there's no news at all is there? My racing mind makes up something instead and it's horrible. Why can't it think about something more pleasant instead? Oh. Hang on...
How does the law differ over there? as I mentioned earlier, in UK waters, if you have paying customers onboard your vessel, then no matter how amateurly built the craft is, you are considered a boating business and the regulations and insurance requirements for your vessels and for you and your qualifications are far stricter and if anything happens to your paying customers, you're held fully responsible for their deaths and you'll be charged with corporate manslaughter.
7am eastern time on thursday which was noon uk time. so that ship's sailed, as it wereI saw two different reports this morning about how long the oxygen would last. One said 11 am and the other noon.
Not looking good is it?
I wondered if that was the case. Probably about the best we can hope for now, I'd imagine.
Just imagining them in there, opening their ziplock bags of stale piss in desperation, then I'm imagining the people who eventually open the capsule discovering the shitshow within. This is the problem with this whole thing, there's no news at all is there? My racing mind makes up something instead and it's horrible. Why can't it think about something more pleasant instead? Oh. Hang on...
It's probably someone's autistic superpower to look at photos of Wetherspoons or airport carpets and name where it can be found.Reminds me of this:
Airport Carpet (@airportcarpet) • Instagram photos and videos
786 Followers, 242 Following, 231 Posts - See Instagram photos and videos from Airport Carpet (@airportcarpet)
‘Ground Crew! Hold tight, we’re going DEEEEP’
Looks it imploded then. At least that would have been the quickest way to go - better that than dying of suffocation.
I haven’t. I’ve been saying things like that throughout, here. I also made a tasteless joke about the toilet before anyone else did. One of my first contributions was that the CEO is an idiot who should be strangled. It’s just that someone else preferred to arrive midway through, and without caring for context, suggest I was basically Margaret Thatcher. My tune hasn’t changed - it might have more verses than yours, but the chorus is consistent.Well, you've changed your tune.
At least they’re consistently inconsistent.Well, you've changed your tune.
