Oh my frindds I've today been experimenting with Microslot Excel. Did you know thid was a thing?
As part of my job at Greggs, my manager asked me to list all of the animals I cna think of and how many pasties (or sausage rolls) we can sell to them next fiscal year. Now check this out you fucking gob!!!
I first opened Excel (I got Abdul from IT to install it on a front wolf unit) and was immedaite;y confused because there are all these white boxes. but, I watched a few videos on youtube (thanks Pete) and wqas able to create this. As you cna see in column B I listed all the animals I could think of and in column C I listed how many pasties I think each aniaml will buy next time.
I still dont know how to put it into pie chart which is my ultimate goal as we dont sell pies at the moment since the incident with that Lockerby survivior who demanded a pie for his dead husband
Later that same evening we sat down to make love and watch Titanic and this memorable scene featuring Kate Downesyndrome and Leo Di fridgeraiders flashed across my tits
I ama woman (I know some of you keep asking me abut this) but I (am) and I can tell you mate that if my tits were like this I'd have em out all the time. As it stands my tits arte fucking shit. they look like somebody took a manila envelope filled with rice pudding and crushed it under the wheel of a 747.
Saying that I do have plenrty of admirers. oh yes, dont be fooled my sex is still in high demand. ONly last week I was fucked by a health inspecter under the canal bridge. I give his thrusters 7 out of 10.
next weeks blog post will be aimed at teaching you how tyo bake morgan freeman's diabetes medicne into a lovely pie
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