AKA
kiss-cut nick, cabbage patch
skid, malcom in the dizzle, K dizzlar, kernal clink.
A guy at work who does fuck all for a large portion of the
day and makes out he's working on something super important, when in
reality he sat talking about the 80's to someone who's heard the same story 100 times, has a
short temper and finds it difficult to apologies for his mistakes, has a strange superiority complex developed over years getting his on way, finds it difficult to move with the times and when drops a clinker it smells like
cabbage.
Also has a incessant need to patrol the biscuit tin to make sure that no one eats them except for him, complains about people taking holiday and time off for childcare needs because he never had the luxury of this 'back in the
day'.
Will tell the same jokes multiple times a day expecting everyone to laugh and when they don't he'll be offended.
Generally, he can pleasant enough but even think about leaving pizza crust on plate in plain view.
K Dizzle: Many years ago.....
K Dizzle: I hope so they buried him.
K Dizzle: Can you put on the calendar when you are in.
K Dizzle: John, can you those pizza crusts in the bin....NOW !
John: (thinks k dizzle is joking because who really cares)
lol.
K Dizzle: *leaves and comes back shortly and gets in johns face and shouts in front the whole office* WHY HAVENT YOU DONE WHAT I
SAID IM IN CHARGE IM THE MANAGER PUT YOUR CRUSTS IN THE BIN !!!!
John: fuck off, k dizzle you smell like a
cabbage you cunt, sit down and shut up, anyway gotta meant to be in sauna in
10 mins you put the crusts in the bin you quim cunt
munch
