, another thing that made me laugh was the Reading match thread he started 15minutes into the game you played Madrid and his excuse was 'because I'm ill'
He said a couple of times before that he 'feels dizzy' and it makes him ill, that's the excitement of a game for him. It really, really dominates his life, United are his life. That's not good for anyone now is it? Poor ****er, he'll be climbing the walls not being able to post now too.
This. Not so much the fact he kept starting threads, but the fact that he PMed all the mods saying please let me start another thread and we kept saying "no, no one wants another FA cup thread". Then he went and started another one anyway I can only assume he was making himself ill with his constant posting on the internet day and night, and trying to pick a fight with anyone he could. I can understand wanting to chat about stuff, but deliberately picking an aggressive argument with anyone who disagrees with you is bound to have long term impacts on your health. Particularly looking for people who disagree with you and then starting a whole new thread just so they can disagree with you even more Tho' to be fair it drove BBF to drink and baznev to support City, so I guess on that basis matth probably got off quite lightly with a few dizzy spells...
Haha you big meanie! He doesn't listen does he, none us know his actualy situation though so its impossible to judge.
Fat bastards on buses/trains who think its ok for half their arse to be on the seat next to theirs. There should be a maximum width of arse rule like the minimum height rule for roller coasters and ****. Ignorant ****ers who pick the worst possible place on the pavement to stop and chat thus guaranteeing that no one else can get past. Homeless people who say "you have a nice day" in a really sarcastic tone trying to inflict some major guilt trip on you for not giving them your "spare" change to spend on their drugs. Overly proud parents who think its acceptable to let their 2 year old offspring walk over to complete strangers in a cafe and strike up all kinds of gurgling nonsensical "conversations". No, we don't want to talk to the little ****. Nor do we want you hovering about 2 feet behind him while he finishes having his say and we try to finish our brew and read the paper. Pick it up and **** off out of it. Ugg boots.
Some valid points Benson. I've got three kids myself and I can't ****ing stand other people imposing their kids on me. I'm great only with certain kids, my own and my friends kids who I'm comfortable with. Otherwise, **** off. Was down the beach with mine last weekend and there were these two women who just let their brats swarm all over my three year old and take his spade and dinosaurs off him. "Aww bless" (another thing anyone should be assassinated for even murmering) they say as they just ignore their children and leave me to deal with them. I stopped short, just, of screaming 'fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck offfffffffffffffff' at the top of my voice to the little ****s. I own two pairs of Uggs though so what do I know? (not the usual type mind, but I am still accused of gayness) Stayed in a B&B last night and came down to breakfast to a thing I dread, some other twat at the breakfast table. They also broke every single rule in the book; Firstly, do not, under any circumstances try to engage me in conversation. Not interested. Not interested in you or anything you have to say. Secondly, I do not want to hear you eat. No slurping you ****ing pond life. Thirdly, when your colleagues come down to join you, please do not surround me while I am eating and stand literally two centimetres off my back, thanks. Fourth, should your minging farmer type female fellow person start talking about her sickness and ****s when I have a mouthfull of mueslli, how about she shuts the **** right up. I really, really, don't want the mental picture of this fat woman pissing **** out of her arse as my beans on toast arrives at the table. ****ers.
Then when you walk up behind them and say "excuse me" they jump a mile like they're somehow surprised that people want to use the pavement to walk on. Or in fact that there might be another living soul in the world who isn't just them. Ditto with people in the supermarket who leave their trolley hanging across the aisle as they gawk at what's on special offer. Although they are usually easier to deal with - I just crash my trolley into theirs and offer the most insincere apology I can as it whacks them in the ankles. I don't mind that. My usual thought is "yeah, compared to you I probably will". In fact, whilst we're on the subject, homeless people who just sit around going "spare any change" all day. I've seen a one armed homeless person playing an accordion using their one good hand and their elbow stump gaffer taped to the other end, and a Big Issue seller in a wheel chair. If they can make the effort to try and do something to earn some money, so can all the able bodied homeless people who don't even try.
Can I just point out, it's not a pavement, it's a footpath? The road is the pavement. (into Room 101 for pedantic twats like Chief!!!)
