You on about that daft cow who hit me last year? She tripped up lying on her statement, saying she was turning left on the roundabout, and in the furthest right lane of the three. I didn't even need a statement in the end and was awarded 100% of nothing, because I wasn't counter claiming, if I was a **** I could clean her out with a personal injury claim now and win 100% of what I claimed, funny thing is, I did actually get whiplash, for about 2 days.
Aye, that get's right on my tits. Ignorant bastards. Those ****s over the road from me, their cat ****ting in my garden. I just shovel it up now & lob it over their fence.
Well apart from all the serious **** like peado's, rapists, drug dealers etc. Some trivial stuff that ****s me off. That stupid ****ing robot Brian from confused.com. Drivers that don't indicate. Camp puffta's. Selhurst Park. Charity adverts. SCS having another sale that ends on Monday before the next one starts on Tuesday. People who think the supermarkets close for a month at Christmas. Jobsworths. Bald men who go for the Bobby Charlton hair style. That'll do for now.
Away from the obvious. One little thing that irritates me is on trains when they announce 'You are now travelling at 125 miles per hour'. Mallard did 126 mph 79 bloody years ago! O.k., I know we can do it more often now than in 1936, but after over three-quarters of a century it surely comes across as the most empty brag in the world. It's like saying 'You are now flying just 1 mph slower than a Spitfire' ffs.
