Off Topic What gets on your tits the most?

My brother in law is a bus driver and a canny lad may I say, but when some one gets on the bus and says sorry mate I only have a £20 note and no change he says you have now and the poor t wat can hardly walk down the bus for the weight in his pockets.

 

That's what happens when they are on night shift in the woods. They head for bed when the morning chorus starts.

Love birds me.

 

With zimmer frames and wass knickers.

 

All is forgiven if they have a bus pass.

 

We have them ones around here that scream as well.
**** me, it sounds like a lass getting dragged into the bushes about to be raped.
Terrifying man.

 

It probably is.

 

Divnt mention bastard buses man. You'll set them off again

 

Thats not a lass. Its Festus next door.l squealing like a pig while Uncle Ched porks him

 

Just read the omnibus edition of that for a change.

 

Ask for a refund.

 

I think it's barn owls that do it.

 

Did you give him £20 as well.

 

Something that annoys me is that every time I get into good physical shape from weight lifting I get some pissy little injury (from overdoing it probably) that means I have to take a break, and while it's not so long a break that when I pick them up again I'm starting from scratch it's still irritating.

 

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That may catch a few out.

Very clever.

 

Become a bus driver and just say '**** it'.

 

He told me he called the old biddies Twerlies because they always tried to get on the bus before the right time and they always said am i twerly son.Also in summer when the birds used to get on with no bras on in the seventies he used to wait till they were getting off the front doors and keep pressing his brake on and off before he stopped so there tits would jiggle all the way down the bus.

 

Hope all the twerlies had their bra on.


@Nostalgic is off for a ****. Braless biddies.


I feel ill

 

Ex.

Ex smokers
Ex drinkers
Ex meat eaters (who now nibble rabbit food)

Ex anything.

**** off and let me enjoy, you miserable ****s. Its my ****ing life.

Go and fall under a bus (keeping the theme going).

 

I am tyred of this now.

 

I'd probably drop a roll of quids on my foot and have to quit.