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Regardless of the merits of the proposed qualification scheme, I'm not sure what makes McDonalds less of a "real" company than any other concern with a hierarchy of overpaid upper management, pen-pushing middle management and worker-ant pleb labour being ripped off at the bottom of the pile.

Well it's only a short stretch of the imagination...

Jonny beat you to it mate. In every sense. Get to the back of the queue.

Bite 'im, 'trockles!

Midget solidarity!

I wouldn't have thought the acting profession would be feeling too threatened by this news.

Jens Lekman - Oh You're So Silent Jens

Gay-lick It's literally the language of the gays, decended through many centuries. Poor form for you not to be on board with it. True, it does sound like someone trying to talk with a cock in their mouth.

Less annoyed that we didn't get through now.

Don't get Fop started on 'Craic' whatever you do. I've no intention of letting him get started on my 'craic', etc. etc.

I fucking hate "Irish" pubs that only use Gaelic words on their signage.

I'd like to see those if you can get something sorted mate. Should be back in town at some point over the next few months, so I'll have a rummage around then.

If they're going to have that category in the first place, you'd think they'd want to know whether they were getting female-to-male or male-to-female applicants. Could make life more interesting at interview I suppose.

eh

Class

Wow - old, from a different country and not a self-hating closet case. My heart bleeds for you having to spend time with such freaks.

Give over man, that's what student loans are for. Student loan = £1400 Decent guitar = £1400 + Oh wait! Fuck the rent!" How many decent guitars do you need like? One a year, one a term, one after every lecture?

Give over man, that's what student loans are for.

I was never going to get a shag off any of you miserable lot anyway, so indulging my nerdiness from an early age was the only way forward. Still, it could have been worse - I could have been Stephen Hill... There's bound to be some birthday party photos kicking about at my parents', and class photos from Archibald and the like. Plus I know I've still got that bizarre group photo they took of us in 6th form (the one that's got so many people on you can barely make anyone out), but that's less good for nostalgia/taunting purposes.

My best friends over the years have invariably been the Randal to my Dante, Clerks-style.

Whenever I think of Ainsley Harriott, I'm inevitably drawn to this mildly non-PC 53-second punk rawk classic: Don't mind the fella myself though. Some of his quick recipes are canny, and at least he doesn't make me want to cave his head in with a spade like Jamie Oliver or bloody Nigella.

No, but all the others are housewives and middle managers.

So is there a match on or something?

And there was me clearly trying to intimidate and bamboozle all-comers.