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I don’t think it’s a guy, but the internet IS a very strange place so it could be possible.
Mostly I think she’s just a narcissistic bitch that was so blinded by her own self importance, that she never expected unsympathetic answers. My guess is that she was really just looking for other ways to humiliate her coworker again. When we pointed out her shitty behavior she came up with a story to defend her actions, unfortunately she just didn’t think it thru first and ended up with more holes that Swiss cheese.
If she is a troll, I’d bet good money on her also being Dopeguru, they are way too similar and both give women a bad name.
October 28th, 2015
Great to hear from you! I will check out that website you recommended, it sounds interesting. Funnily enough I was thinking of you the other day. Martin Clunes has recently done a two part documentary called Man and Beast about the relationship between humans and animals. It was on ITV (channel) over here.
June 15th, 2015
Sounds like “small bites” great stuff.
February 21st, 2015
The sauerkraut & Jello would go in first; cottage cheese and next layer. Lime Jello with the sauerkraut and Lemon Jello with the cottage cheese.
Regarding your answer:
Who’s calling you Mr Bumby, I wonder?’
‘Mr Bumby!’ Louise laughed.
Peter opened the envelope. He didn’t recognise Rachel’s writing but he knew it must be from her. He was right. The strange feeling he had felt that morning was with him again.
‘It’s from Rachel at school,’ he said. ‘A late birthday card.’
‘Is she your girlfriend?’ asked Louise.
‘Don’t be silly,’ Peter replied.
‘Is that why you had those posh trousers on today? Trying to impress her?
‘Leave him alone,’ Mrs Bumby said. ‘He looked really nice.’
‘I bet Rachel thought so,’ Louise continued.
‘She did actually,’ said Peter.
‘You see. Or did she think you looked like an old man? Is that why she’s calling you Mr Bumby?’
‘Louise, I’ve told you – leave your brother alone,’ said Mrs Bumby. It was good of her to send you a card,’ she continued, turning to Peter. ‘Make sure you thank her.’
‘I’ll call her,’ he said.
Peter kept thinking about Rachel. Was she teasing him, or did she like him? Certainly the card was a lovely idea.
Rachel, meanwhile, was doing her homework in her bedroom. Her sister came in with the phone.
‘It’s for you,’ she said.
‘Who is it?’ Rachel asked.
‘This boy – I didn’t ask his name.’
Rachel smiled as she took the phone. She knew it must be Peter. ‘Good evening, Miss Pearson,’ he greeted her.
‘Good evening – who’s that?’ Rachel said, pretending not to know. There was a pause – Peter was wondering what he should say.
‘It’s Mr Bumby,’ he replied.
‘Hello, Mr Bumby,’ said Rachel. He obviously liked being called that.
‘I was just ringing to say thank you for your card. It was very thoughtful of you.’
‘It’s a pleasure.’
‘I’m sorry I never told you about it – my birthday, I mean. I never thought about it.’
‘That’s all right. I’ll remember next year, now I know the date.’
‘When’s your birthday, Miss Pearson?’
‘The tenth of August.’
‘In the summer holidays.’
‘Not long now.’
‘Well, thank you again for the card.’
‘Thank you for ringing, Mr Bumby. I should get back to my homework.’
‘I won’t keep you. I’ll see you tomorrow.’
January 15th, 2015
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