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TVC

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The relevance of your age, marital status and job title are...?

All important if you are trying to impress people that you are mature, can actually get a woman, and aren't sponging off the state, juxtaposing the assumption that all those that you believe are having a go at you are just infantile, girlfriendless, dole scroungers.
 

lukesdad

Guest
The relevance of your age, marital status and job title are...?

Hang on I'll ask noods.....
 

Speicher

Vice Admiral
Moderator
[QUOTE 1991392, member: 45"]Who'd marry you anyway, you overaged dustman?[/quote]

How dare you call Sitting Duck a dustman.:angry: He is a Domestic Refuse Technician, and he could be self-employed if he wanted to be.
 

srw

It's a bit more complicated than that...
The dismount was well-executed. "as a married 42 year old senior manage" should score well on artistic impression but the judges might well have been hoping for a more complex manoeuvre.
As a 41-year-old married senior manager, I have to disagree with your assessment. The dismount was badly flunked.
 

srw

It's a bit more complicated than that...
since when has any thread gone the way the OP intended?
My for sale threads have...
 

srw

It's a bit more complicated than that...
[QUOTE 1991412, member: 45"]Are you me???[/quote]

As a 41-year-old married senior manager in the financial services industry I believe I'm not. But stranger things have happened.

I'm making the most of the "41-year-old" bit - it won't last for much longer.
 
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User482

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As a 41-year-old married senior manager, I have to disagree with your assessment. The dismount was badly flunked.
Yeah, but who knows how much you'll have regressed in a year's time?
 

srw

It's a bit more complicated than that...
You are contradicting yourself. If a bit of you is 41 years old, how much older is the rest of you?
My teeth are somewhat younger; each hair is much younger; my muscles feels rather older this evening - I went out with my 17-year-old nephew on the bike today. It blew away a few cobwebs after a week of over-eating, and matched him yard for yard* on the uphills. He went downhill at silly mph, but I ran his legs ragged on a stretch of flat smooth tarmac.

*Note to young people - the "yard" is what we used to call what I believe you know call the "metre".
 
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