Yesterday was Bulldogs Fan's last day. It was a very sad occasion and he will be sadly missed. He used to work with me in my department until he got shifted away into punching holes into purlins. I wrote him a lovely poem and he laminated it. Awwwwww.

It turns out The Thin One (who is preggers) had a bit of money trouble when Triple H was working with us (diddling, in other words) and Triple H lent her $2000! Thin One still owes her $1000 but I don't know if she will be going to jail to hand it over....Apparently The Clown knew this but never saw fit to tell The Glam and myself.

Also, to The Glams husband who likes to read my blogs, here is a special message "Cups Galore!"

Oh, and ZING to me - Implants was twirling about on her chair, implants thrust out, when Chicken Noodle Man saw me looking and asked me to get on the tables and do some dancing. I replied "No thanks, I have class". ZING!!!