The Virtual Pub
Come Inside... => Saloon Bar => Topic started by: Nick on July 17, 2012, 10:03:55 AM
-
Someone rang my doorbell yesterday. Naturally, I ignored it. Later I found a card telling me that someone had called from the council to verify that I lived alone (Council Tax discount)
I called the number and asked how I could prove this. "They may want to see your bedroom" cussing: cussing: cussing: cussing: cussing:
Since my council is about the only one in the country whcih refuses to publish its accounts online cussing: cussing: cussing: cussing: I asked whether the caller would come prepared to tell me how they waste spend my fooking tax. Oh noes.
Let battle commence. eveilgrin:
-
Hide all that girly underwear and pics of neighbours girlfriends whistle:
-
And the binochulars, telescope, spy cam, kleenex etc.
-
cussing:
-
You do not have to prove you live alone .... They have to prove you don't. eveilgrin:
-
A point I made to them on the bonio yesterday cussing:
-
You do not have to prove you live alone .... They have to prove you don't. eveilgrin:
then I would deffinately hide the ladies underwear.
-
cussing:
-
I have got my local councillers onto this now eveilgrin:
-
= managed to hide all the ladies underwear now point:
-
::)
-
= managed to hide all the ladies underwear now point:
nonono: Now then JOM, it is not for us to judge Nick and his dressing preferences.
-
Miss D has now offered professional advice cloud9:
-
Miss D has now offered professional advice cloud9:
Too many jokes....... noooo:
-
I have sent her a parcel of frillies redface: Too small for her, I fear, but they may fit the Brat whistle: