Got something to say or just want fewer pesky ads? Join us... 😊

[Humour] Cocaine and Football.



Tom Hark Preston Park

Will Post For Cash
Jul 6, 2003
70,124
:lolol:

something that has perplexed me for a long time is how does a sniffer dog have a day off? I mean if you're its handler and go off for a walk in the park you wouldn't want it grassing up the neighbours would you?

Prob should include this in the 'workplace story' thread, but has a certain place on this one. True story; once worked on a giant IT project for HMRC in the days before it was called HMRC. Customs officers got seconded to us for a month at a time to test the new system. This one Scottish guy, name of something like Brian, was known to all his colleagues as Douglas despite all our paperwork insisting his name was Brian. One day I asked him why everybody called him Douglas when his name was Brian. With a certain amount of muttering he said that he was a Customs dog handler who once went for a round of golf on his day off with his sniffer dog who was also his family pet. Dog promptly ran off, never to be seen again. Probably got stuck down a rabbit hole or something. And from that day on, none of his colleagues, the bastids, ever called him anything other than Dugless.
 








Knocky's Nose

Mon nez est en Valenciennes..
May 7, 2017
4,137
Eastbourne
Maybe I'm an old fart, but the handful of times I've partaken in my life it's been in a party atmosphere with banging music, flashing lights and lots of pretty girls..... not during the day sitting amongst old ladies, kids, plastic seats and the smell of pies whilst watching 22 blokes run around.

Each to their own, but bugle never held much appeal for me. It can take someone from Zero to Knobhead faster than a Lambo can do it off the traffic lights.
 


vegster

Sanity Clause
May 5, 2008
27,884
I've never tried it and will not risk it. If I like it I won't be able to stop so best avoid just in case.
 




Mr Bridger

Sound of the suburbs
Feb 25, 2013
4,436
Earth
Maybe I'm an old fart, but the handful of times I've partaken in my life it's been in a party atmosphere with banging music, flashing lights and lots of pretty girls..... not during the day sitting amongst old ladies, kids, plastic seats and the smell of pies whilst watching 22 blokes run around.

Each to their own, but bugle never held much appeal for me. It can take someone from Zero to Knobhead faster than a Lambo can do it off the traffic lights.

A football day, especially an away day is much more than 90 mins in the ground.
 


Knocky's Nose

Mon nez est en Valenciennes..
May 7, 2017
4,137
Eastbourne
I've never tried it and will not risk it. If I like it I won't be able to stop so best avoid just in case.

I've got what you could class as an 'addictive personality' I suppose - but it's such piss-poor value for money my logical brain rejected it in favour of alcohol. :cheers:

I was big into the ladies when I was in my 20's and my pals were all city boys. They'd do £40-50 on coke which would turn them into the most over-confident, arrogant, shit-spouting bell-ends and would have girls walking away within about five sentences. Me? Same amount on a bottle of Moet, offer a girl a glass, she'd ask what you were celebrating, you'd answer "I have no idea, what about 'the weekend?'" - to which you'd get a laugh, and the conversation would flow.... Their coke-rush would last 15-20 minutes, then they'd be disappearing off to the bog for more, and more, until it ran out - then the frantic calls to the dealer, waiting outside in the street. My Moet would last 45 minutes to an hour, and I'd only have to raise my hand to the barman for another.

Still, each to their own.
 


Questions

Habitual User
Oct 18, 2006
24,854
Worthing
Prob should include this in the 'workplace story' thread, but has a certain place on this one. True story; once worked on a giant IT project for HMRC in the days before it was called HMRC. Customs officers got seconded to us for a month at a time to test the new system. This one Scottish guy, name of something like Brian, was known to all his colleagues as Douglas despite all our paperwork insisting his name was Brian. One day I asked him why everybody called him Douglas when his name was Brian. With a certain amount of muttering he said that he was a Customs dog handler who once went for a round of golf on his day off with his sniffer dog who was also his family pet. Dog promptly ran off, never to be seen again. Probably got stuck down a rabbit hole or something. And from that day on, none of his colleagues, the bastids, ever called him anything other than Dugless.

You peaked with your caerphilly pun Tom.
 






Bevendean Hillbilly

New member
Sep 4, 2006
12,805
Nestling in green nowhere
A football day, especially an away day is much more than 90 mins in the ground.

Is the right answer.

These days I’m a responsible adult with a family so can’t really get hammered and go on a Coke fuelled bender every other Saturday without causing a certain...tension...in my house on a Sunday.

It is a matter of some regret. Although I can live without the nosebleeds and insomnia.
 


Questions

Habitual User
Oct 18, 2006
24,854
Worthing
Is the right answer.

These days I’m a responsible adult with a family so can’t really get hammered and go on a Coke fuelled bender every other Saturday without causing a certain...tension...in my house on a Sunday.

It is a matter of some regret. Although I can live without the nosebleeds and insomnia.

Me: “No I haven’t love........ It’s my hay fever so I’ll have my dinner later”
 




Bevendean Hillbilly

New member
Sep 4, 2006
12,805
Nestling in green nowhere
I've got what you could class as an 'addictive personality' I suppose - but it's such piss-poor value for money my logical brain rejected it in favour of alcohol. :cheers:

I was big into the ladies when I was in my 20's and my pals were all city boys. They'd do £40-50 on coke which would turn them into the most over-confident, arrogant, shit-spouting bell-ends and would have girls walking away within about five sentences. Me? Same amount on a bottle of Moet, offer a girl a glass, she'd ask what you were celebrating, you'd answer "I have no idea, what about 'the weekend?'" - to which you'd get a laugh, and the conversation would flow.... Their coke-rush would last 15-20 minutes, then they'd be disappearing off to the bog for more, and more, until it ran out - then the frantic calls to the dealer, waiting outside in the street. My Moet would last 45 minutes to an hour, and I'd only have to raise my hand to the barman for another.

Still, each to their own.

What about rimming a lady whilst snorting a heroic line? Is there no place for romance anymore?
 




Bevendean Hillbilly

New member
Sep 4, 2006
12,805
Nestling in green nowhere
I did the lighter version and did a small line off a pair of rather fabulous norks.... but I was straight back on the JD after that.

Ah, the “Gentleman’s excuse me” marvellous.

Why do women stop enjoying that stuff once you marry them?
 


















Albion and Premier League latest from Sky Sports


Top
Link Here