I can offer you solutions to all your problems *Title edited by MNHQ at OP's request*

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Do you have a problem? Bring it to Thighland and we will solve it for you.

After we have solved your problem we will nurse you back to full health and change your life for the better.....forever

O Thigh.. I was strengthened by the thoughts of the Thisiples and of Yourself. The image of darling Elsa (which you do kindly posted )and the strains of Born Free ran through my blood. and it was that which enabled me to throw off my chains and escape..

I forgot to say that the bottle of wine i found as well as providing essential nutrient also was invaluable as I used the empty vessel to cosh Stupendous Steve on the way out...

Should he be so dastardly as to try and return to Thighland I trying to impersonate a more benign Fuckboy, you will know him by the bump on his head the scarred face and the broken hose .. He must be eliminated and given to the Pigs..

I have though of coffee delivery ..how about using THermes? Our local driver is very reliable.. and quite cute - but not cute enough to tempt me I have Truly learnt my lesson ..

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Broken 'hose' ??!! Now that was an autocorrect which may be have been apt!! ...

Broken Nose..... no longer has he a treacherous pretty visage...

We are Thigh

Coffee delivery, yes, it's a thronumdrum. It's not safe really is it? Those of us who work from home have a ready solution by purchasing a tassimo machine, it's less trouble than opening the door. Those of us in offices, is there an office boy? Oh no, my thoughts run immediately to Fuckboys disguised as Albanian office boys with machine guns and leaky boats.

Need to time catch up after my daily battle with la systeme educacion. A terrible place where individuality is quashed under the terrible reign of the evil Lords Biff, Chip and Kipper. It even invades homes, where half-sozzled mothers are forced to hear the word "Floppy" over and over without even breaking into a grin.

Laska i bet he does have a broken hose.

Getting the Lycee takes boarders from aged 2 i believe.

Ugh, better go do some typing n shizz. Don't they know I am Thigh, creator of a thnation? It's thridiculous.

We've all become thighlingual.

See ya later thigh

I too must move a muscle to do some thinking and shizz to keep wine on the table, it is truly thridiculous.

WAIT!!!! Dangly i said "typing n shizz" and you said "thinking n shizz".

Are you a manager?

DON'T LIE.

You strike me as not a manager and i will be sorely thisappointed if you did not declare this on your visa thapplication.

So glad you're still with us Laska.
We're in classics!!! Did I miss the parade down the threets? I listened for the Born Free thirens ...

I must admit to going "out" yesterday and humming "Born Free" every time I saw a police car. There were four.

As for newcomers, we will sort the wheat from the chaff by accusing them of being Second in Command to 20th century dictators. It's worked perfectly up to now.

Any thypos will be blamed on machines. Any other mistakes will be blamed on throzen cheesecake

Yes, thigh, I was carrying an umbrella in my dream as Reg still has not supplied me with a haunted mannequin to hang it on

thigh am in customer service and DO have to manage clients' redic shizz when it comes up hangs head in shame. However in my full defence THEY are most definitely the boss of ME rather than other way around. Hence their redic shizz and me has to think of varying ways to say 'Yes sir, no ma'am of course you are so right and naturally we are SO wrong so how can we repent to make your life complete again?'.

Not a manager and not insane, (am lying down glugging wine and snacking for where poss) all I have to do is type variations of those words several times a day and then someone else has to either has to take some actual action or not if I have been clever enough in my grovelling to 'the man'.

Ps so in conclusion of my case I beg of you not to extradite me from Thighland and to allow me to remain within the sanctuary of thigh

Dangly you approached correctly and i see a lot of reverse improvement in you. I see you as stooge rather than manager in your role. Did they offer you a Krispy Kreme and the stationery cupboard as your fiefdom? You've been tricked, you're a victim.

Bangs gavel!! Asylum granted.

Yes Reginald where in the name of Thigh is our haunted wax?! You've been given snax.

I'm in bed because the boiler's on the blink. Do I win?

Yay!! Thank you mine grace

Phil as Charlie Sheen said before contracting HIV always winning.

😆

Gettingnowhere there will be no parade. MN are running scared and they know that we are a growing No-Movement Movement - they fear us and are treating us as a jolly jape to be consigned to Classics.

I offered to power share waaaay back and they rejected us. This was a mistake on my part to supplicate myself. In mitigation I didn't truly understand the power of Thigh at the time.

Forgive them thigh they know not what they do ...

Your Royal thighness, Elsa and all those reborn free in Thighland

< bows loooowwww>

I must come clean, I did not know we had to confess to being a Manager. I am holding this burden.

I am a middle manager ( the worst kind) and thus also have a manager.

As prove of reverse improvement I have used my position to bunk off early to open the door to Ocado fuckboy brining shopping and not filled in an annual leave card ( yet) for yesterday.

Please may I remain in Thighland where my inner thigh is hot and fervent.

RRROOOAAAARRRR

Another manager in our midst Naked! Your ability to speak simplified Chinese and username should have alerted me to your supervisor status.

However, you approached correctly and I see the force is strong in you.

Bangs gavel!!! Asylum granted.

COME FORTH AND CONFESS NOW FOR AMNESTY

我谦卑地谢谢你