CEO: Hullo, then. You’re Daniel right? I’ve heard good things.
Me: Ah’ve heard good things too, guv, by crikey!
CEO: What was that?
Me: Oh it’s a real soapy tit on soggy toast, wha’.
CEO: Are you…
Me: You’re from the north, right?
Me: Just checking.
Starting to take bets on how long it takes Daniel to get fired.
I got blackout drunk last night and let me tell you the second half of my night must have been fucking fascinating because I got a phone call asking if “I still wanted that free tattoo of a triangle”.
My love for Daniel is really mingled with fear.
|Lauren:||You didn't bring me any presents.|
|Me:||I asked what you wanted me to bring! You said "nothing!"|
|Lauren:||So if I had said "I need presents," you would have brought me some presents?|
|Lauren:||Holy shit, is that all it's taken this whole time?!|
|Me:||The lights are flickering. Are there ghosts?|
|Weinberger:||Everything is ghosts.|