The bit in Arter's story about going outside to fetch his bag... ****ing hell... I can't even imagine what that would be like. Imagine going from the highest point in your life to the lowest with one sentence.
Was lovely bar the half a plate of ****ing salad That's the mrs (nm) and she's got curry. Again, half a plate of salad but unlike me, she ate it
Bastard. I'm sat in a traffic jam on the M5 because some ****ing half wit **** has caused an accident. Which is exactly the same as last week and will be next week. Cuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnntttttttttttsss.
Just watched a wedding on the beach, ****ing hilarious. Just as they completed their vows, a tropical rainstorm erupted (talk about an omen lol) their wedding photos had the added touch of a huge brolly
My fave is the M25. If I go back to the UK with the Mrs we have relatives that are strewn to the four corners of the M25. Many a long hour I've sat on the unofficial 'world's largest car park' fuming away not so quietly!
Waiting for the missus to drive 45 miles back home to let me in coz my key's inside. Tomorrow's already not one of those days I'm looking forward to.