SIMMO SAYS
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My Pet Hate is so called NSC members posting eight years after their last post - when they are obviously parlarse
There is a reason for 'so called' Islamic State.Another vote for the pointlessness that is FB from me. I came off it last year after my missus got completely the wrong end of the stick when i updated my profile pic with something i considered humourous, she thought i was taking the piss out of her and at that point the penny dropped as I realised FB was just a platform for absolute shitpuffinry so I binned it off.
The media's use of the term, 'so-called Islamic State'! Grips my bumlogs that does, thats what we call them ffs its Islamic State there's nothing 'so-called' about it!! You don't refer to the aircraft of so called United Kingdom bombing the twats do you.
Late filtering german car driving self important clungemonkeys that think filtering into the off slip road early like almost every other driver doesnt apply to them so they cut in late in a blaze of brake light wankfestering tossness and force into a gap that isnt there because thats saved them all of 20 seconds in their ever so important lives.
Last few posts confirm again that I'm glad I'm not on Facebook. Every time I consider the benefits of joining I think of threads like this and remember they are massively outweighed.
I am going to write a really sexist one so apologies to Edna and other female posters but this comes following a two week holiday with four ladies on the trip. WTF is it with menus and making a decision what to order? Every meal involved asking everyone else what they are having, a 25 minute decision before changing their mind then wishing they had ordered something else anyway, this happened on EVERY SINGLE MEAL. Why ask me what I am having, it is my meal, you order what you want!! Can others confirm if their WAGS are similar with menu decision making or did I just have bad luck here?
The unwillingness of coffee shop Baristas to actually MAKE my cup of tea. You haven't made me a tea, you've handed me a cup of hot water and a tea bag. I take milk and one sugar please. You've just spent 10 minutes firing steam and frothy milk and god knows what else through a machine the size of a Volvo to make Tarquin and Edward their high falutin' order but you can't be arsed to finish making my tea? Seeing as you're charging almost £3 for it I'd say it was the least you could do?
Ms Spongys blatant lack of kitchen rules.
When I need the butter knife I have to either pick it up off the worktop after its been sat there since the night before and covered in old manky butter, clean it, make my sandwich or whatever, wash it and place it in the rack ready for the next usage.
The next time I want to use it its the same thing, it's sitting on the side covered in old manky butter and toast scrapings or even worse just been left in a skanky washing up bowl so I have to first FIND it. And then clean it.
FOR GODS SAKE WOMAN. IF YOU USE IT THEN ****ING WASH IT.
I've been polite about it for a while but very soon I'm going to go BATSHIT mental.
Whenever she needs it its all nice and clean ready to be used. Selfish bint.
Or how about those SHITPUFFINS who, just after having all their stuff beeped through at the checkout, suddenly remember that they'd forgotten to get their bag of organic CRESS. So everything is put on hold while a pre-pubescent, disinterested, clueless spotty oik is summonsed to the till and dispatched all the way back to aisle 29 to pick up said bag of cress. And you stand their with a neutral expression, whilst inside your piss is BOILING as you see half your afternoon drip-dripping away into the abyss, trapped behind the idiotic simpering HAG who's stood there smiling and rolling her eyes at herself in a "oh that's just typical ME!" kind of way, and all the time you just want to grab the bacofoil from her trolley and ram it down her flaccid turkey-neck throat until she chokes to death on her own VOMIT.
absolutely briliant
it made us laugh
and we have had very few of those latey
you should write for comedians
The unwillingness of coffee shop Baristas to actually MAKE my cup of tea. You haven't made me a tea, you've handed me a cup of hot water and a tea bag. I take milk and one sugar please. You've just spent 10 minutes firing steam and frothy milk and god knows what else through a machine the size of a Volvo to make Tarquin and Edward their high falutin' order but you can't be arsed to finish making my tea? Seeing as you're charging almost £3 for it I'd say it was the least you could do?