There I was, fifteen years old and ready, I thought, to do a slick one-handed bra opening based on careful study of "The Twit of the Year Contest." And the girl, I discovered eventually--all too eventually--was wearing one that snapped in the front.
No no you miss the point ( as we all do) it's the fact that women's rights are attached to their lefts that bothers us and prevents our points.
Trying to think of that sketch by a comedy duo where they were two robbers, and instead of a stocking each, they had one pair of tights over both their heads , was it Mel Smith and Rowan Atkinson?
Todays bin men...the don't give a **** attitude when they leave rubbish because its not in the right coloured bag or box...completely defeats the point of their job to take rubbish away...unbelievable! Cold...both kinds DIY...thats what builders and tradesmen are for...you wouldn't change you're own engine in your car if it blew up...nah, never understood it.
Not getting a weekly payrise. Not getting anywhere with a barmaid I've seen on holiday the past two years! Running out of banana protein shakes at the gym. Walking into a glass door (epic, epic fail!)
That crevice behind the settee that is -for some unknown reason- humanly impossible to get to, where all your most important possessions (keys, wallet, passport, wedding ring etc.) somehow end up.
The stewards at WHL. Well at least the one's where I sit in Park Lane, especially the fat one with glasses that, if painted blue, would look like Papa Smurf - does my f*cking head in! Waking up early.
People who queue outside food banks puffing on ***s. You can afford 20 Bensons at £7.00 per packet, but can't buy food, eh?
