You are, as always, right. But I'll have to wait till I get home to open the vino. Which will be around 5pm so I can get right back to work again. This has been a **** of a week.
I take my kids to and from Ireland all the time. They annoy me, and others also, but its handier than me sitting god knows how many hours in the car with just them going ****ing nuts So apart from when I need to bring my kids on the plane to do that - I agree with you.
Listen to all you kidless ****ers. Every time I book a family flight it costs me 4x what it costs you single pricks for being on that flight - you think I'd fly with them if there wasn't some sort of societal pressure to give them a holiday every now and again?
Pap them off to grannies when you go on holiday, that's a win for you and a win for everycunt on the plane!
Earplugs are an awful price these days, 50p for a pair. Is it any wonder so many people put up with the racket ?
Oh **** off - You were the one banging on last week about how people do not need this that or the other and shouldn't play catch up and are now going on about societal pressure - criock of ****e. If your, or indeed anyone else's kids are being a pain in the arse and making my life a little less comfortable then i'm going to say it.
Look, the only parents allowed to abandon their children and then make money from them are Kate and Gerry
It's due to societal pressure that children now can only go on holidays outside term time, which is of course when everyone increases their prices
I was joking about societal pressure I would do nice things for my kids out of the goodness of my heart, ye know?
Not everyone on a plane is going on holiday and if a parent needs to go oversees with a baby the little ****er will get bored and pissed off at times, as adults we use booze to curb this.
I take valium when flying. mixed with a few pints and shots prior to boarding I find it enables me to put up with annoying kids. Though only last week when flying back a family of brummies sat behind me and their kid proceeded to start kicking my seat. I coped for about 2 mins then erupted at the dad. who then stood up was twice my size. Then apologised in a really squeaky voice. .
