Quote:Originally posted by Toronto Hottie
Then there was the time the old, almost dead guy, puked on the table. (I was a dietary aide). That was a clincher. That, and cleaning up their shitstains, from the dining room chairs.
That cinches it, I'm moving to Canada now! Give me the name and address of this place. This sounds like my dream job.
Wait..........are you looking to get a room there, or a job?
If you get a room...........I live really close now! I'll stop by for a cup of Metamucil!
Quote:Originally posted by Toronto Hottie
Wait..........are you looking to get a room there, or a job?
Both. Free room and board, plus I get to wipe ass. It doesn't get any better than that.
Quote:Originally posted by Toronto Hottie
Wait..........are you looking to get a room there, or a job?
If you get a room...........I live really close now! I'll stop by for a cup of Metamucil!
You may want to slip some vodka in the mix...
Last time I drank vodka I was hefted around by a VERY large intimidating black man, danced upon by a handsome blue-eyed fellow, groped by a drunk mick, smacked by some Lush, and some really pretty girl ran smack dab into a sturdy wooden door.
I'm gonna stick to my beer.
Quote: smacked by some Lush
She does that alot when she's drunk. You should see some of the wounds and scars I have accumulated over the years.