I'm quite pleased it's been diluted C-dawg. Learning the deepest, darkest innermost fears of my fellow Not606'ers might be too much for my fragile little mind.
In the spirit of the thread, selfish ignorant drivers who don't know how to use roundabouts and never indicate. And taxi drivers who think that they don't need to indicate as everyone else is obviously psychic. And cyclists who veer from lane to lane and turn right suddenly without indicating. In fact anyone who doesn't give me prior knowledge of their directional intentions.
The thing is you're spose to keep it to yourself. Otherwise they will use it against you. Just ask Winston.
Why do birds walk around in fanny pelmets with their tits hanging out and when we glance at them we get a right ****ing gobfull. I they don't want the attention then wear a boilersuit.
People who spit in the street, or in public anywhere. Or anywhere around me. It's the most vile ****ing horrible thing anybody can do and it's completley unneccesary. I instantly want to chin any **** that does it within 5 feet of me, usually some tit in a tracksuit or some posh knob in Sugar Mill. Scans of babies before they are born. To quote Pilkers "Surely it's for doctors to see. It just looks like a frog. I can't even say it looks like the mam 'cos that'd be a diss". Cash 4 Gold companies. That died a death pretty quick didn't it? You couldn't move for ****ing cash for gold adverts 18 months ago, now it's all PPI. I mean, what was the point of those exactly? "Gold prices have never been higher, so pop yours in an envelope, send it to us and we'll send you a cheque!". Of course you will, random person I've never met. I eagerly await your cheque in the post that you're definitely going to send me now I've sent you a large amount of precious metals. I don't know you from Adam but here's all my gold. Hang on though, you just said gold prices are at an all time high? I'll keep mine then and sell it myself, cut out the middle man. When the first envelope arrived there I bet they were pissing themselves.
Children in shops when you have a hangover - the screaming sproglets should be banned for a few hours. Not going to start on adverts as would be writing a thesis on the matter
I didn't feel he was aggrieved at what anyone wears, it's more their reaction when you look at them. Try and put a 'sexism' spin on this and call it degrading to women but it's arguing against human nature. Same as if a lad took his top off and gobbed off at girls who gawped and stared. I get stared at a lot when I take my top off, I never yell though, I just apologise.
I merely asked the question as he used the term 'fanny pelmets and tits hanging out'. It didn't come across as though Germaine Greer was writing it is all. There is a difference between glancing and gawping.
Cheryl Cole STILL being called Cheryl Cole. If you married someone and she insisted on having her ex-husband's surname wouldn't you be asking some serious questions? I mean, of course it's got absolutely nothing to do with the name Cheryl Tweedy being a rough s**thouse who was done for aggrivated GBH in a racist attack on a poor defenceless nightclub toilet cleaner.......
People who pull out at junctions when there clearly isn't space causing you to slam on, and then sitting at 20 miles an hour for the duration of the journey. Wait 10 seconds til I'm passed and its safe to go, and then you can go as slow as you like. No need.
People who pull out at junctions when there clearly isn't space causing you to slam on, and then sitting at 20 miles an hour for the duration of the journey. Wait 10 seconds til I'm passed and its safe to go, and then you can go as slow as you like. No need.
One of my greatest fears is ordering a takeaway. I love an Indian,Chinese or maybe a kebab. And i know i have plenty decent takeaways at my disposal in Hull. Now i try to eat fairly healthy nosebag most of the time, so a Kebab will be a twice monthly treat for me and Mrs Kempton. So once iv'e chosen from some lavishly exciting menu, i'm feeling all giddy and kind of smug,after spending a good four hours deciding on which feast i should partake. There's a pretty good Indian on Cott rd,and coincidently a very fine Chinese next door but one. These are amongst quite a few other fine establishments iv'e enjoyed. But there's no f**ing consistency is there ? There's nothing, nothing worse in this world than a s**te tekaway ! Iv'e had a stunning Garlic Chilli Chicken Korai's from trusted eateries one week,only to order the exact same dish the following week, looks like s**t and tastes like s**t. Bin ! Iv'e had dark thoughts on such occasions.... Oh and never ever eat anything from THE PRIDE OF HULL, Newland avenue....I won't tell you why. Just don't.
What I was trying to say was that these ladies leave nothing to the imagination and take offence when some normal bloke looks at them.
