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c.2002 summer, planting telegraph poles out in the sticks somewhere, cant recall where exactly. me, pandy and duncey. we were joined on site by dickie markham... - a work shy bt bod senior to buncey who used to be a peu operator before 'getting off the tools' to become 'a surveyor' i.e. the morons who draws the x marks the spot of where to stick the stick in situ. n.b it was obvious from my observations of how they functioned in their little world in bt's workplace that duncey was intimidated by scared of markham and oxford cowley barracks bt bod pete lawson another ex peu operator who also 'got off the tools' - both of whom duncey had worked under c.1990/2000,. they were above duncey in the pecking order in their lil bt world. and duncey resented this but was too frightened of both those bods senior to him to do or say anything to either man. duncey would as a matter of course, kowtow to and lick any and all arse holes who were senior to him in bt's workplace.
[i'v a v lol funny recall about markham, his 'surveying' abilities, duncey, duncey's line manager bt reading's tec rectum ron ryall and a v determined owner of a picture postcard village cottage - but that v funny tale of woe will have to wait for another time. frown emoticon ]
the tattoo reveal > so dickie markham arrives on site and 'work' continues. i cannot honestly tell the reader what was being talked about before the 'revealing' occurred but take my word for it, it amounted to the usual moronic bullshit 'banter' of the collective stupid. i was not paying close attention to what was being talked about.
i then heard either pandy poozicKA or dickie markham, waffling on about tattoos.. all three men were in the convo. i CANNOT RECALL who said what to whom in the tattoo convo that ensued as i was not interested nor paying attention. BUT what i CAN RECALL is hearing duncey say ...yeh mine aint goin nowhere, good as vu fukkin day i got it in it..(sic) > on hearing those words i immediately raised my head and my eyes - and BANG i was smacked in the face with the most hilarious of sights! smile emoticon n.b i was until that point unaware that duncey had a tattoo and i had been working alongside him for a year.
i then heard either pandy poozicKA or dickie markham, waffling on about tattoos.. all three men were in the convo. i CANNOT RECALL who said what to whom in the tattoo convo that ensued as i was not interested nor paying attention. BUT what i CAN RECALL is hearing duncey say ...yeh mine aint goin nowhere, good as vu fukkin day i got it in it..(sic) > on hearing those words i immediately raised my head and my eyes - and BANG i was smacked in the face with the most hilarious of sights! smile emoticon n.b i was until that point unaware that duncey had a tattoo and i had been working alongside him for a year.
the following took place over five seconds max.. -
i looked up to see duncey holding the half sleeve of his bt shirt up with his other hand. the visual information which reached and was processed by my brain was as follows;
(i) wtf. look at that dirt mark between his exposed skin and his upper arm. man that skin has NEVER EVER seen sunlight. it cant have. that is the whitest of white skin i have ever clapped eyes on.
(ii) then a millisecond after seeing the duncey's bikini mark - wtf i repeat wtf is that big brightly coloured cartoon like drawing on his..no it cant be..yep it is. it fucking well is. christ look at it. wtf! why the fuck would he... thats fucking unbelievable. - ...i was thinking this as i continued to stare at the image duncey had exposed to my eyes.
(iii) a second later tore my eyes from the twat's tatt and looked at duncey's face and then across at pandy and dickie markham and then back to duncey. nobody was looking at me. pandy and dickie were looking at duncey's tatt and grinning braodly. duncey was not looking at me. he was looking at poozicKA then at markham and then at his upper arm he had exposed to them. then back at the two watching twats all the time with a grin spread across his twat face.
(iv) then finally duncey looked in my direction. i had started to move toward him. i wanted a closer look and immediately duncey realised this, realised what he had done on the spur of the moment. and realised i was coming in for a closer examination of the CRASS OBSCENE SEXUALLY EXPLICIT STUPIDITY he had decorated his upper arm with. so still grinning duncey let go of the shirt sleeve and his tattooed skin was concealed once more. but he was too late. the damage was done. once duncey looked at me the grin he wore changed from a ...ay look at this beauty..grin he had treated pandy and dickie to, to the fixed grin of - oh fuck, he's seen it too. i'v showed it to him too.- duncey maintained his sick grin on noting my keen interest in his tattoo as he dropped the half sleeve back over his pride and joy. but it was too late. i was already on the move and my facial expression gave away my total amusement and curiosity.
(v) a second later, as i moved toward him i continued - ...let's have a look wayne, who's it meant to be then? but the door had been slammed shut and damage limitation was now the order of the day for duncey. duncey ignored my approach and enquiry and started waffling to pandy and markham changing the focus of their convo away from tatts. i again looked at pandy and dickie, both were still looking at duncey and both also wore big grinning smirks of amusement at what they had just been displayed to their eyes.
(vi) i persisted ..when did u that done then wayne, lets have a look.. - but no joy. the amusement on my face was unmistakeable. duncey again ignored my v polite enquiry and changed his body position and the topic of convo with the two twats to whom he had 'showed off' his stupid porn tatt.
(ii) then a millisecond after seeing the duncey's bikini mark - wtf i repeat wtf is that big brightly coloured cartoon like drawing on his..no it cant be..yep it is. it fucking well is. christ look at it. wtf! why the fuck would he... thats fucking unbelievable. - ...i was thinking this as i continued to stare at the image duncey had exposed to my eyes.
(iii) a second later tore my eyes from the twat's tatt and looked at duncey's face and then across at pandy and dickie markham and then back to duncey. nobody was looking at me. pandy and dickie were looking at duncey's tatt and grinning braodly. duncey was not looking at me. he was looking at poozicKA then at markham and then at his upper arm he had exposed to them. then back at the two watching twats all the time with a grin spread across his twat face.
(iv) then finally duncey looked in my direction. i had started to move toward him. i wanted a closer look and immediately duncey realised this, realised what he had done on the spur of the moment. and realised i was coming in for a closer examination of the CRASS OBSCENE SEXUALLY EXPLICIT STUPIDITY he had decorated his upper arm with. so still grinning duncey let go of the shirt sleeve and his tattooed skin was concealed once more. but he was too late. the damage was done. once duncey looked at me the grin he wore changed from a ...ay look at this beauty..grin he had treated pandy and dickie to, to the fixed grin of - oh fuck, he's seen it too. i'v showed it to him too.- duncey maintained his sick grin on noting my keen interest in his tattoo as he dropped the half sleeve back over his pride and joy. but it was too late. i was already on the move and my facial expression gave away my total amusement and curiosity.
(v) a second later, as i moved toward him i continued - ...let's have a look wayne, who's it meant to be then? but the door had been slammed shut and damage limitation was now the order of the day for duncey. duncey ignored my approach and enquiry and started waffling to pandy and markham changing the focus of their convo away from tatts. i again looked at pandy and dickie, both were still looking at duncey and both also wore big grinning smirks of amusement at what they had just been displayed to their eyes.
(vi) i persisted ..when did u that done then wayne, lets have a look.. - but no joy. the amusement on my face was unmistakeable. duncey again ignored my v polite enquiry and changed his body position and the topic of convo with the two twats to whom he had 'showed off' his stupid porn tatt.
to conclude : the tattoo reveal was a spur of the moment action when in convo with mates. duncey not realising until too late that i would also see the comically pathetic stupid sad shit he chose to permanently inflict on himself by virtue of the shit for brains intelligence he possesses.
re post pics - the tale behind the snapping of pic 1 is a V LOL tale of woe. i thought the poor twat was gonna have a heart attack at any moment smile emoticontake my word for it that event was funny as it gets smile emoticon but that is for another time. pic 2 was me enjoying myself in bt's workplace. pic3 is just too funny for words - but have no fear. - i WILL find those words smile emoticon smile emoticon smile emoticon smile emoticon
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