please log in to view this image This godawful piece of ****, often found slung around the shoulder of some scruffy chav who definitely does not sell drugs. What is wrong with these people? Just put a bin bag over your head and throw yourself off a bridge.
Said politely to a lass pushing a buggy with a 2 year old in sucking a bottle of tea, sorry but you just dropped this chocolate wrapper on the ground, reply F-ck off you c-nt and mind your own f--king business. nice.
My mate watched a bloke let his spaniel dump in his garden one morning and he just stood and watched and left it my mate followed him to see where he lived in the village and collected the sh-t for a week on his coal shovel and then launched the lot up his front door that seemed to stop the tw-t.
Doesn`t sound like that 2 year old`s going to have much of a chance. I remember sitting a pub. There was 2 young girls about 19 or 20ish. bonny lasses. A lad came over from the bar and said "Did I see you 2 in Chaplins the other night?" One of them looked up and said "Aye. Us was in a Frida. It was ****in ****e." He walked back to the bar shaking his head. Do they think it`s clever or simply too thick to realise?
Am I being too thick? Anyway, the people on my street who have two yappy dogs who leave them in the garden and when anyone walks past with their dogs there is a barking contest. The charvers who have a really noisey quad bike, 5 cars, a caravan, a motorhome, and a bus often parked outside their house. They always, always slam the doors. The Asian bloke who runs a mechanics garage out of his garage. People who look at you worse than a war criminal for parking on the road outside their house. People who consistently park elsewhere other than outside their house if not on the garage.
Think she believed me first couple of times then she weighed there was just us She works for waitrose and always says how clean the shop is, just wish she was dirty
You want to live next to me mate, makes my loss boil the way my neighbours think they own the road, ****in bankers!
When your Mrs tells you she's doing dinner for 'the couples' so you sell your CL qualifier tickets then find out none of the lads are coming, just a bunch of women and you have to watch the match on tele WITH THE ****ING SOUND OFF!!!!!
people who don't nod, tip their hat and say hello of a morning. ruins a pleasant stroll, rude bastards.
