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Quote: from Happy Jack on 11:36 pm on Dec. 27, 2005[br] <br>People who stand in shop queues for ages and then have to rummage around in bags/pockets for money<br>
At work that has got to be the most annoying thing to happen to us.  Along with people coming along at 3pm on Christmas Eve and expecting there to be popular perfumes still in stock!!!
People who get wound up in shopping queues:- There are things in life more important than shopping queues to be worrying about – chill out.
The Chill brigade
76  trombonea has the jet brigade :laugh:
with a hundred and ten cornets of the katy kind
One hundred and 45 world wars
down to JTS….
<br>flatcapgable…. fire I want you to learn
The Chill brigade
76  trombonea has the jet brigade :laugh:
with a hundred and ten cornets of the katy kind
One hundred and 45 world wars
down to JTS….
<br>flatcapgable…. fire I want you to learn
Oh dear<br> doubloe word score<br> this aint no scrabble <br> p**s
in yer pants<br> go help the women in the war effort<br> doubloe dont count<br> Oh Zome !<br>I’m feeling really sorry for Meshy babe here. What with her miserable attempt at bringing general happiness amongst the fate-hating horse racing people in here.
So to make it up, I’ll drop a reason for happiness that everybody here can relate to.
I like the fact that no matter how much you ****
up, there’s always the opportunity to drag yourself from out of the s**t
. (So long as you live in the West)Much love
Simon :)
What is the difference between racists and racist Australians? and isn’t the way you distinguish between the two a bit, um, racist?
I’m glad you mentioned The Star. It’s always bothered me to think that the writers of the newspaper are (presumably) educated and from ‘decent’ backgrounds. However, the newspaper is aimed at proles, so they make their writing as crude, idiotic and prejudiced as possible; and rather than cover news, prefer to fill the paper with jokes and porn and pictures of celebrities outside. The writers must have a very low opinion of their readers, and the thicko class they belong to.
This is a selfish choice, but I hate my boss – she is one of those bosses without any intelligence or spark of wit or imagination, and has only reached her position by having an obstinate obedience to rules and procedures, taking the job disproportionately seriously, and slowly ascending the career ladder in a clinical and efficient way; and her dour, rigid face seemingly never changes, never expresses any feeling other than resentment, probably not even at the point of orgasm. Dreadful.
(I’m off to vomit my spleen up).<br>
Horse<br>Racing<br>Rugby League<br>Ohio State Buckeyes<br>Zameliana<br>My bed<br>My family<br>My girlfriend<br>Coffee<br>Magners Irish Cider<br>Bulmers Irish Cider<br>Irish stuff (not all but alot)<br>Yorkshire<br>Lancashire<br>Golf<br>The hamster that bit Terry Nutkins hand off
Beaches<br>Chocolate<br>Country pubs<br>Countryside<br>Forests<br>Horses<br>Mountains<br>Music<br>My nieces<br>National Hunt racing<br>Real Ale <br>Soccer<br>Sunshine<br>Swallows<br>Tennis – especially Sharapova;)  <br>Winning<br>
Trying to reach someone in customer services anywhere and getting these wretched options a b c d etcetc and never ever reaching a live person……….
Cheap wine<br>Clever uneducated types<br>Sarcasm<br>Foriegn Holidays<br>Stupid Academics<br>Old Trees<br>Cheap Clothes<br>Visual Basic 6<br>People who dont care<br>Garlic<br>Kids<br>Family Life<br>Principals
.. as I like much more than I dislike this list could go on forever, but these are my main things, or should I say the ones I am thinking of now.
I hate Liars
NWRA Posted on 3:30 pm on Jan. 13, 2007<br>This is a selfish choice, but I hate my boss – she is one of those bosses without any intelligence or spark of wit or imagination, and has only reached her position by having an obstinate obedience to rules and procedures, taking the job disproportionately seriously, and slowly ascending the career ladder in a clinical and efficient way; and her dour, rigid face seemingly never changes, never expresses any feeling other than resentment
<br>.. and what is probably more worrying for you, is that the company you work for promotes bland people. Another job?
<br>I dislike the latest Weightwatchers advert (the video diary one, with a bloke talking about his wife), where the message seems to be: Mums – lost weight or your family will stop loving you.
I suppose, like all of the diet industry, its preying on women’s insecurity, but it seems to be in even worse taste than usual.
I work in a factory, for the minimum wage (its either that or the dole), and many of my fellow workers, when not grunting and growling, like to swear. I dislike swearing, particularly sexual swearwords. I hate the word ‘tÃÂÂts’; it hardly suggests the voluptuousness of the female form, more something you would find in a rusty fishing box. And ‘****’. A caveman ‘*****’ – he hits a cavewoman over the head, drags her to his lair, and they ‘****’. It hardly suggests the epic opera of lovemaking. This kind of vocabulary doesn’t try to describe things, rather it tries to destroy them, stamp on them, squeeze the joy out of them, until they’re flat, ugly and aggressive. I don’t even like it when people refer to going out and socialising as ‘getting p**s
ed!’… what a dreary World…And I don’t like George Orwell. I think he’s a snob (i.e., The Road To Wigan Pier, and the way he ‘studies’ the workingclass – studies them, as if they’re newly discovered wildlife – and seems to think that the workingclass and The North are diametrically opposed to the middleclass and The South)<br>
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