Here is some fine art from the mouse of Raymi the Minx. I thought they were funny and that she deserved her reputation damaging by having her stuff associated with this site. Remember to clicky to enlarge the piccie.
This is what I get like when people piss me off (well, in my head it is)
This is me trying to justify a pay award at my appraisal
There’s a woman at work, she’s American and she talks this weird American “English” that includes words like:
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“cellphone” = mobile
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“parking lot” = car park
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“licence plate” = car registration
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“cookie” = biscuit
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“candy” = sweets, chocolates, toffees (and biscuits)
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“potato chips” = crisps, for fuck’s sake it’s fucking crisps!!
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“powder room” = toilet
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“bathroom” = toilet (there’s no bath in there, fucktard!)
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“May one” = 1st of May
Fook, I’m getting very annoyed just thinking about it. Anyway, “appraisal”. She says it apprizal (any excuse for a z I suppoe). Can somebody explain that please? Also, she’ll say the usual ignorant fucking Yanky fucking doodle way of saying Italian as in I-talian (iTalian?, i-talian?), but when asked the country from which Italians originate, she tells me to shut up. That’s because she realises that she’s being an arrogant (and clearly stupid) turd and that I have won my battle for the preservation of the English language (and that’s rich since I come from Manchester). Makes my blood boil, so it does. You’re in England, you speak English, shit-for-brains.
The Snoring Dog 