Fuck you, you shit holes! You might not agree with us on everything, but deleting us on the map seems a little fucking harsh!
http://www.express.co.uk/news/world/607349/Migrant-crisis-map-EU-refugee-quota
Fuck you, you shit holes! You might not agree with us on everything, but deleting us on the map seems a little fucking harsh!
http://www.express.co.uk/news/world/607349/Migrant-crisis-map-EU-refugee-quota
If anybody is that interested, there's a really interesting (long) post here about the Junior Doctors salary/hours debate (longer hours = more mistakes, even pilots and truck drivers aren't allowed to drive these hours) which is informative; https://abrainiablog.wordpress.com/2015/09/22/contract-killers/
It's because you're not in the EU.
It's like British Weather Forecasts don't cover Ireland, but they cover Northern Ireland, they could atleast say 'Ha, it's shit in Ireland' but I literally mean, the clouds do not move over Ireland, they disappear.
It's because you're not in the EU.
It's like British Weather Forecasts don't cover Ireland, but they cover Northern Ireland, they could atleast say 'Ha, it's shit in Ireland' but I literally mean, the clouds do not move over Ireland, they disappear.
We're not in the eu? Since when?It's because you're not in the EU.
It's like British Weather Forecasts don't cover Ireland, but they cover Northern Ireland, they could atleast say 'Ha, it's shit in Ireland' but I literally mean, the clouds do not move over Ireland, they disappear.
We're not in the eu? Since when?
I thought you were
Well then, it's your fault for never poking me or loving me or saying nice things or just checking in once in a while. You've changed ever since you left, I thought the French were meant to be enthusiastic lovers
Edit - In all fairness I have had a weird memory wipe thing happen where *lots* of things have gone from my brain, and if I'm completely fucking honest it is scaring the shit out of me in case I end up like my mum.
It's because you're not in the EU.
It's like British Weather Forecasts don't cover Ireland, but they cover Northern Ireland, they could atleast say 'Ha, it's shit in Ireland' but I literally mean, the clouds do not move over Ireland, they disappear.
Doing it now sex badger. I also have the only correct mans name John.Add me you sexy stokie bitch. I appear under the pseudonym John Kyle and my profile pic looks a little like Hunter S Thompson.
As you might be able to tell by the time I'm posting in currently in the land of the free. And the big plate andante awesome sounding V8. Due to flight times back from a work engagement I've got tomorrow to kill in New York, any suggestions on what to do if you have a day in the Big Apple? Lunchtime is already booked for the Chelsea game, but the Account Manager I'm with wants to do other stuff than hand around in a bar and watch football. Any suggestions?
We were there last night 'meatballs for the people'Ate with gf's family yesterday, funny bunch. They wanted to go to a more 'hously' place with a more homemade-type touch of food (super fucking hipster-expensive). I had ox-meatballs with potato-puree and some lingonberries strewn over, bacon-squares and some kind of sauce. Very good, but you got almost nothing on the plate, and cost like 20 euro, which is ok. But, i very much dislike this new trend that hipster-places are going with the more fine-dine restaurant type theme, but leaving everything out except being really expensive and not putting anything on the plate. Fuckers. Swedish meatball kitchen or someth.