Working in London

Catogrande

@Snowy said in Working in London:

So pashing a horse and she bit you, was the way I read that. You need consent.

I always thought the wink was consent?

I was discussing a case of horse related bestiality with a lawyer friend who was defending. I asked what sort of horse as size would be important. Ie if it was a Shetland Pony the horse would have little chance but if it was say a Shire Horse and you needed a box to stand on it could simply move away. “ah!” He said, “a consenting horse, I think this could work”.

Apparently it didn’t.

Bones

@Catogrande sorry to hear mate, hopefully you can still get on tsf from inside.

Catogrande

@Bones Community service but my internet usage is monitored. They’re happy with most people on here. You, not so much.

Bones

@Catogrande neigh.

MajorRage

@Bones said in Working in London:

@MajorRage said in Working in London:

The lunchtime drinking at my work is excellent. It’s endemic from the bottom to the very top.

You work from home.

Touché! But yes when I’m in town

dogmeat

@MajorRage When I did work at the catering company I was always surprised to see how much the butchers would put away over lunch at the pub and then return to boning out a beast.

JC

@JC said in Working in London:

@Hooroo said in Working in London:

@Snowy said in Working in London:

So pashing a horse and she bit you, was the way I read that. You need consent.

I always thought the wink was consent?

Doesn’t it depend what she winks?

@Hooroo BTW, sorry I just assumed you meant you were fondling a female horse. No offence, I’m not one to judge. I need to check my heteronormativity.

Snowy

So a thread on working in London has turned into homosexual bestiality and drunk butchers.

We may have gone off track, again (and be on yet another watch list).

Kiwiwomble

@Snowy my beautiful creation corrupted by you arseholes

Snowy

@Kiwiwomble said in Working in London:

@Snowy my beautiful creation corrupted by you arseholes

And horse's arseholes too. Quite an achievement even for us.

mariner4life

worst coffee i ever had, by the length of the Flemington straight, was at the Prague train station. old toilet water in a cardboard cup

antipodean

@mariner4life said in Working in London:

worst coffee i ever had, by the length of the Flemington straight, was at the Prague train station. old toilet water in a cardboard cup

Your Czech not up to scratch?

mariner4life

@antipodean said in Working in London:

@mariner4life said in Working in London:

worst coffee i ever had, by the length of the Flemington straight, was at the Prague train station. old toilet water in a cardboard cup

Your Czech not up to scratch?

i guess. i was hungover too. made it so much worse

Nevorian

jeez must be showing my age, coffee was definetly not a thing when I lived in London, some of the lunch bars in Soho may have had a machine, probably if they were Italian owned.

Puts a new light on my visits to Smithfield markets and whatever those butchers were up to.

The Silver Fern

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