Showing posts with label fat bastard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fat bastard. Show all posts
Tuesday, 9 April 2013
Dominos Bread Bowl Pastas aint got nothing on this guy.
>Lunch room, personal pan pizza day
>6" round pizzas
>See fat kid buy one, walk to trash can
>Scrapes all of the cheese and sauce off into trash forming breadbowl
>Allofmywat.jpg
>Walks over to condiment stand
>Fills breadbowl with ranch
>Drinks ranch out of the breadbowl before leaving condiment stand
>Refills breadbowl with ranch
>Lumbers over to table and sits down
>Proceeds to eat ranch like cereal out of his pizza breadbowl
>Finishes ranch, eats ranch covered breadbowl
>Hands covered in ranch
>Nearly vomit
I wish this story was fake. I'm haunted with this memory.
Monday, 25 March 2013
U r 1 cheeky kunt m8
>Fat coworker is diabetic, always makes a big show of taking out his needles and insulin and going into the bathroom
>Always eating sandwiches and burritos to "keep the blood sugar up"
>"Cuz of the diabeetus"
>Always late, nice to clients and can actually build good sales relationships, but sucks at the rest of the job.
>One day waits until a couple people are in his area, and "faints"
>People freak out, secretary grabs candy from her stash and brings it over
>"Eat this, for your blood sugar!"
>Instantly awake, eating candy. Everyone relieved. Asks for more, eats more.
>Paramedics come (supervisor didn't even get up, just called 911 and went back to work. she knew what was up)
>Still eating, went through all the sec's candy, people buying him shit from vending machine.
>Tells paramedics the story, they shine a light in his eyes and take his blood pressure looking bored and leave
>Coworker goes home "sick", asks if anyone has food to eat in the car so he doesn't pass out again, takes two people's lunches with him
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