I wish to make a formal complaint that our good friend, Mr UTR's himself, has requested to shut this thread down. I also wish to complain that l'm too lazy, lacking the ability and or desire to start a new thread. I truly believe l have the Right to Bear Complaints ( under the Terd Amendment or whatever it's called) to continue complain on this necessary thread. Should my Rights be evoked, you will leave to me no choice but to complain even more ........... if that's possible. Yours sincerely, I.M.A. Complainer
Going all EastEnders? Shut it, before I torch the car lot or sumfink, you slag! If you buy 'alf the caff, by sellin' your 'alf of the Vic, then I could buy your 'alf of the Vic by sellin' 'alf of the arches. 'Ang on tho, ain't that where Den's buried, yer slag!
I agree with Aussie (And that won't happen often) You don't want two from the southern hemisphere clogging up the complaints line What with the time difference you don't want us ringing all night
I'm not sure which is worse, people that don't pick up their dog's ****, or those that do and then chuck the bag into a tree.
I'm adding cats to my list of complaints. What's the bloody point of them? How is it that I'm supposed to tolerate somebody else's fleabag coming into my garden, crapping on my lawn and scratching at my plants because"it's in their nature, old boy!" Why do people get so upset with you when you chase them off your property as though their beloved feline has some sort of divine right to go where the eff it pleases just because it's a sodding cat? Try that with a dog and people would be rightly annoyed with you, but the blasted cat is a different Tupperware of trout, isn't it? I can't stand the bloody things. Want a pet? Get a goldfish.
100% agree. Our neighbours (who we get on very well with) have an exotic cat (and an old blind spaniel called Figo). This feline used to wander around our garden and taunt our dog who could see it through the patio windows, going mental. Until we decided to let him go for her. He actually leapt over the garden wall in pursuit and was lucky to be unscathed by the 5 foot drop on the other side, we found him sitting stunned with a 'what the **** happened then?' look on his face. The neighbours were fine with it - let him go for her, she's a bitch - cat now sometimes sits on the wall but never ventures into the garden in daylight at least. She craps in the next door neighbour but one's garden now, to their fury.
I'm adding politicians to my list of complaints. What's the bloody point of them? (They all lie, cheat, and bend the rules to suit themselves)
If you want to keep them out of your garden pop down to your local zoo and get a bag of Lion's sh*t, put that down in your beds and you'll never see them come back again...
It's a brilliant practical joke if it isn't (although I have heard that it does - the scent of a bigger predator or something).
