They've took some young lads on at our place instead of the usual foreign agency staff when we're busy in the winter and I'm dreading which one of the snails I get lumbered with. None of the soft twats can keep up with me even walking and I'm a fat old fecker compared to them.
They have on the pipework mate but not the actual radiator, turn the pipe stops off and then try and remove that rad and things are about to get wet with a radiators worth of water.
Our manager at work is going to have to take a load if fuel cans in for the petrol we need to run our machines I can imagine he will get a load of shit when he does.
If you see a curly haired old twat in a white hilux filling a load of cans kick his head in ?
Get the other Ken to make one for you and we could get a proper thread going about a bloke with 2 fingers left and some decrepit old cnut thats collapsed in a heap after 2 swipes of a bluntened blood splattered scythe