For those of you who had a flutter in the bookies last night I am pleased to announce that Jelly has phoned in sick again today. Although this was always the favourite outcome, congratulations to those who gambled and won.
I personally put a £10 bet on it dying but sadly this wasn't the case.
George Romero once wrote: "When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the Earth". Well George, if that's true then Hell reached full capacity a long fucking time ago.
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Thursday, 28 October 2010
Wednesday, 27 October 2010
Boredom Makes You Sick
After moaning for two days that it's bored and has no work to do (even though there is plenty to do), Jelly has decided to feign illness this afternoon and spend the rest of the day at home. This was to be expected as it's constant grunting, puffing and grumbling always seems to lead to some sort of physical disgruntlement whether it be truth or lies.But the intriguing bit of this rather mundane event is that today is Wednesday, and we've already been told that Jelly will be taking Friday off, leaving a precarious Thursday in the middle. So after a quick phone call to Billy Hill for some odds, the only question is:
Will Jelly come to work tomorrow?
9/2 - It attends
13/8 - It phones in sick
13/2 - It dies
Keep you posted for the result tomorrow.
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