Two years ago I was earning $8.50 an hour in the fish and chip shop and I wonder how I survived? Now I am earning a respectable salary yet I am always skint. How does this happen?
CUSTOMER: Can I please have a minimum chips?
BOSS: Sure mate. That'll be $1.50. Plain salt or chicken salt?
CUSTOMER: Chicken salt, thanks.
BOSS: That'll be $1.70 then.
CUSTOMER: A dollar bloody seventy? How can you charge extra for chicken salt?
BOSS: Because you're paying for the chickens!
I have nothing to offer a world that has taken everything from me. I am bitter and full of hatred
I am queer and abused, I am poor in spirit and in finance , I cannot bond and my family has deserted me. I am multiple and autistic and my spiritual form is the praying mantis and all I want is for the orgy to take place and for the slaughter to begin.
What the hell is chicken salt???