Bloody good job you lot don't know I will be strutting about at the Pickering 1940's weekend dressed in my Russian Army uniform and hoping not to get arrested by the Gestapo on the steam railway .
People who see the Tour De France on TV and instantly take to the winding country roads on their bikes, causing vehicles to either trail behind them at 10mph or attempt overtaking maneuvers on sharp, blind turns. I mean come on, they do it on the A63 for ****s sake; if you decide to ride a two wheeled, non motorised bicycle down a road designed primarily for the movement of vehicles going up to speeds of 70mph (or more), you're asking for trouble. People who think Game of Thrones is the epitome of good television. It isn't. From somebody who know's what they're talking about, it really isn't. Also, what kind of plot development is getting to the last episode of a series with a bagful of loose ends from the vast array of main characters on show and then deciding, balls to it, kill them all off and start again?! That's cheating! And what's with all the dicks?! It's like something from Paul O'Grady's wet dreams. It'd be just swell if George R.R. Martin could cast himself in a series finale and then kill himself off in the most painful way possible. Eminem - The guy moans (they call it rapping in the States) about having a tough life, about how he grew up in a rough area with **** all to his name and gets so much stick for being a white rapper. He also gives it large about his wife, who he seems to dislike a fair amount. I wonder why he doesn't rap about the millions and millions of dollars he has, the huge mansion he lives in and the amount of money he spends on random crap that could go towards healing the type of place he grew up in. No, no, I'm sure his life sucks balls. People who claim that they have the best child in the world. Or the best boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/wife/sex slave/human-goat hybrid. Get a ****ing grip. They're no better than anybody elses. Unless they **** bacon sandwiches and sneeze out £20 notes hourly. Which they won't. PPI insurance adverts - I'm pretty sure anybody who thought they were entitled to compensation has already got it by now because now that we've been inundated with adverts and specialist companies telling us we're entitled to it, no bank is daft enough to try and sell it on the sly again. People who treat barstaff like farm animals - It's the one trade I've worked in down the years that I've been treated the worst and it baffles me how people treat the staff in pubs. I wouldn't dream of talking to anybody like some people I've come across. And what is it about the pub trade that gives people the right to suddenly think they're in the right all the time; the customer isn't always right. Oh, you used to work in a pub when you were 16? Sorry, I forgot that qualifies you to list off all the reasons you didn't get served as soon as you crossed the threshold into my pub. But that's fine, I've only had 10 solid years of doing it. I bet these people wouldn't speak to a bank clerk, or a high street shop assistant, or a gym trainer like that, so why on Earth is it acceptable to let loose on the poor girl who gave you a Gin and Lemonade instead of a Gin, Lime and Soda? Sorry you can't wait 30 seconds while she prepares another one. Those guys that ask you for 20p in town. Why is it always 20p? Is 20p some mystical amount that seems socially acceptable? Do they think, "well I can't ask for a quid, they'll say no and 10p won't get me anything..." And why should I give you it in the first place?! It's mine, I earned it and by giving it to you I'm doing nothing but further push you into a comfort zone that generally involves scrimping enough together for a bottle of 6% beer. Well no, if you want to have more continental lager, **** off to Holland, you have a good look for 20p out there mate. Wearing tracksuits/jogging bottoms in public places. Get rid of them. You can afford to look half decent. In fact, I'd probably be more inclined to give you my 20p if you were better dressed and not wearing a muddied Adidas baseball cap, a white vest and a pair of grey tracksuit bottoms. Oh, look at that, you have a tribal tattoo. My, that's impressive, it looks just like....every other tattoo that some **** decided to get from Body Art in Princes Quay. Well done mate. Using text talk. We live in an age where most people can type whole words quicker than thinking about the equivalent text speak, so why do people still use it? And not just in texts, but in general! Facebook posts, texts, even become innundated with bad grammar, for no really, really good reason. "i rly fink hez fit, lyk e cud b in films or summink" It's word rape. And it's a sad inditement of the person who uses it, who you know is going to sound like some sort of inner city cock weasel who texts in to 4music, sends selfies from their still-the-same-decor-as-when-you-were-8-terraced-council-house bedroom and thinks that the sole way to have a good time is to chug a litre of Smirnoff Ice and stagger about with a Sterling Kingsize hanging out their mouth hoping their tag doesn't go off. And salad. I hate salad. Get that in there.
Agreed with nearly everything you said, I don't know why people think it's acceptable to treat bar staff/waiting staff like s**t. I do like a bit of Eminem though.
But it's so fun! It's gotta be one of my favourite games ever, it's just so well written. Doing a runthrough as a psycho, so satisfying...
I work in a shop. I have a few. People on their mobile phones and expecting to be served. I don't think so! The look on their face when you say "I will come back to you when you have finished your call" is priceless. Ignorant bastards! Fat bastards on mobility scooters knocking on the shop window expecting you to go out and serve them. Stop buying sausage rolls and cream buns for your breakfast and you might not need the mobility scooter you fat c**t! Mobility scooters in general. Get off the path. You are in a vehicle and this is a footpath, the clue is in the name. Bad manners. I can assure you they are completely free of charge and I will not charge you extra for the use of the words please and thank you.
only read the first paragraph , i remember coming home from holiday along the A63 to see a time trial cycle race going on , it was frigging ridiculous , and completely unnecessary too , a couple of days later there was a piece in the news about an inquest about someone dying on the roads in a previous race , madness IMO
Why is is blokes of a certain age, and I don't know what age that is, that they are regarded as 'dirtly old men' for no other apparant reason that they are old? Are there any dirty young men for instance or even dirty old women or dirty young women? And at what age do you turn from being 'a bit of a lad' to a 'dirty old man'? And what do they mean by dirty, do they mean physically dirty or the pervy dirty or both?
John Bishops voice thankfully our lass has turned it over , but for a few brief moments i couldnt stomach John Bishops phlegm juggling accent anylonger is that a proper scouse accent ? or is it exaggerated for the telly
The original room 101 meaning from 1984 was the very thing that you fear the most. For me the message has been diluted greatly by the tv show.
