After piddling around trying to make up "erotic" quotes to thrill on my other blog I realized I dont need to bother - its already done for me by a bloke in our office. We shall call him The Master of the Brown Arts. Picture if you will a man who a cross between Frank Bough, Dr Hienz Wolfe and Peter Snow who wears flappy trousers that are too short and leave a gap betwixt ankle and sensible shoe. He also has a very suspicious bulging front pocket.
Friday, 11 March 2011
keeping warm with the master
“You’re grinding away for an hour and a half to get the house warm again”
“Pump masses in”
“Dribble it in during the day”
“Pump masses in”
“Dribble it in during the day”
better out than in I suppose
“I spent four hours and I filled a dustbin – you know how it is”
“I just got it in all these bloody jam jars and pots”
“I just got it in all these bloody jam jars and pots”
he was on good form this day
“At first I thought they were soft but I felt them and ding ding ding they were hard”
“You can’t get any idea of how strong it is without doing some penetration.”
“the solution is to straddle the pipe”
“two and a half metres solid and about forty metres long at least”
You’re halfing your load or doubling your stiffness.
You could but some sort of bracing on the lower one and deflect your load from the wall.
“You can’t get any idea of how strong it is without doing some penetration.”
“the solution is to straddle the pipe”
“two and a half metres solid and about forty metres long at least”
You’re halfing your load or doubling your stiffness.
You could but some sort of bracing on the lower one and deflect your load from the wall.
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