Monday, May 15, 2006

Pull Your Socks Up

As if car crushing wasn't a unique talent in its own right, our viridescent local councillor Dave Green is now applying his superhuman powers to the Uranian accounts department.

I don't really understand the small print (I usually leave all that sort of stuff to Raymond, my business manager), but it would seem that a lot of stuff that should have gone out to tender, er, hasn't. Oh yes, and there's not been any proper internal auditing, whatever that means.

Let's hope they haven't spent all our money on 'hosiery'! (If you don't get that, ask your Grandad).

Anyway, I don't care about any of that stuff any more. I'm off to pimp my ride.


sfdretywu said...

You'd need to speak to an accountogynocologist about the internal auditing, but I don't think they'd shed much light on the matter without endoscopicalogical assistance.
I agree, wholeheartedly, with you. We should just smack our respective bitches up and hang the lot of it, Shruggy Bear!

borisminor said...

What the hell are you lot talking about? Has some of that exotic tobacco picked up by the busies gone walkabout?

Anonymous said...

Yo bro, you new in da hood?

sfdretywu said...

Not sure, Boris. The conversation seems to be veering about like a Margate taxi driver. One minute it's the good life, then it's drugs and whores, brown hattery briefly, cartography, retail therapy and Eltons' pepper mill fetish.
Goodness only knows what will be covered next.
Almost certainly not our modesties!