BG> more important things to worry about, such as Hydraseal tap
 BG> washers which cost $3.50 a pair in bubble-packing, or $0.75
 BG> each if loose. 

 BL> Gee, $0.75 each if loose! Does that discount apply to loose men
 BL> or just loose women?

 BG> Dunno, but they sold the cheaper ones to me without quibbling.
 BG> I don't know whether to feel insulted now, or what. 

  I *hate* the new hardware shops. I used to like the days when you
grabbed a handful of nails out of the box, put then in the brass tray
and the man balanced themn up with little weights and figured a
price in his head. Now they're all in little poofy plastic bags.

 BL> Some are just repackages as you say, but the really cheap stuff
 BL> is quite different. You have to watch them with food. 

 BG> True. I always check the small print before buying, and will
 BG> always take the Australian product if there's a choice, even if
 BG> it's a bit dearer. 

  I don't mind buying foreign, but I've got a short list of acceptably
civiklised countries. I bought a tin of Irish ham the other day, but
only after serious debate with myself (it was crook anyway).

 BL> I was buying some really good half-price jam from New Zealand,
 BL> and the next week it was made in Eqypt! 

 BG> ROFL! Made from dead Greek tourists, presumably?

  (grin) The thought of Egyptian jam does not appeal to me.

 BG> In case you're interested, "Morning Fresh" dishwashing liquid
 BG> works well on hair. Detergent is basically just a water
 BG> softener anyway. 

  Jeeze! You're meaner than I am. What do you use for a conditioner...
sump oil?

 BL> narrow aisles, boxes everywhere, they run out of chooks... it's
 BL> only mean bastards like me who like it. 

 BG> When you're saving say $15 every $100 spent, tripping over a
 BG> few empty boxes is tolerable, and could even mean a $10 million
 BG> 3rd party damages payout if you're really lucky, and break your
 BG> leg. 

  My thoughts exactly.

 BG> I even had some ignorant cow of a woman ask me if she could go
 BG> next the other day. All she had was a box of Band-aids, and she
 BG> reckoned that her baby was outside the shop bleeding to death,
 BG> but being a suspicious bastard, I told her to fuck off to the
 BG> end of the queue. 

  ROFL! Quite right, too. She'd only end up paying for the Bandaids by
EFTPOS, and the card would bounce, and the baby would bleed to death
anyway. It's better that women like that don't have descendants.

 BL> You don't ask the mother to move the kid, you say to the kid:
 BL> "Look out, or I'll hurt you." That seems to bring mothers
 BL> running from as far as three aisles away to grab their little
 BL> precious.

 BG> Try standing on the little bastards' toes. That always works
 BG> for me.

  ROFL! I'll give it a try, but joggers are really quite poor for
kicking women and stomping children's feet. I alwys think that women
and children should be first.

 BG> To be fair, it's the only social enjoyment they get, apart from
 BG> watching the afternoon soapies. My favourite trick is to look
 BG> at the checkout chick's name tag (usually pinned to her left
 BG> breast) and ask her what she calls the other one.

  ROFL!! What a bastard you are. The checkout-chicks in Jewel seem to
be fourteen and they don't have breasts yet. I think hey use children
in the hope that we won't yell at them so much.

 BG> Sadly, most just say "what do you mean?". What a waste of a
 BG> good joke! 

  They're only fourteen. Women don't develop a sense of humour (if
any) until they are 63, and only then for 6 months.

 BL> That way, the fucking women can't block you with their
 BL> trolleys, and you can just kick he kids out of the way as you go.

 BG> I like your style, Bob. :)

  I was trained on Randwick racecourse. You've gotta be quick or you
miss the top odds.

Regards,
Bob

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