Bet I drove past it last night, France was traffic free all the way lucky man you, Switzerland don't have night fuel stations, and Italian roads are shocking
I travel a lot for my job and it's the small stuff that just makes it fucking irritating. Now you have to fill in an API form for the airlines. With my of all people Easyjet you only have to do it once and then it's in the system so next booking all you have to do is confirm the details are correct. Not British Airways you have to enter the same information every booking I mean in this age of technology can't they store the information and ask you to just confirm!!!
It's just another time consuming piece of bureaucratic bullshit that plagues all our lives
Laying on the sofa, watching 'football mavericks' do what I believed to be a little inoffensive fart only to vandalise the gusset of my calvins with a totally unwelcome and utterly expected jet of hot liquid shit.
Those pants will now be condemned and at a tenner a throw for the cheapest I have not only taken a hit dignity - wise but also in the pocket
Any new building development that has the word Quarter in it. They seem to be the in title at the moment. Also "apartment" when really the developer/estate agent should be saying pokey little flat.
An apartment or flat is not always pokey...
Our apartment/flat has more space than most 2 bedroom houses in the same area that cost £150k more than we paid.
Indeed, you are correct about the pokey bit but it is a fact that new builds are generally the smallest in Europe.
Farmers. Wandering for a few hours round idyllic countryside today, to see endless pieces of rusted, very abandoned farm equipment. Threshers, drillers, trailers even the odd 1960's tractor. So it's fine for these farmers to dump their useless metalwork all over the shop but once, just once, I abandon an old Fiesta by the bandstand in Greenwich Park, and all I get is letters, threats of legal action, summonses, the whole shebang. It's just not right. That annoys me!
Farmers. Wandering for a few hours round idyllic countryside today, to see endless pieces of rusted, very abandoned farm equipment. Threshers, drillers, trailers even the odd 1960's tractor. So it's fine for these farmers to dump their useless metalwork all over the shop but once, just once, I abandon an old Fiesta by the bandstand in Greenwich Park, and all I get is letters, threats of legal action, summonses, the whole shebang. It's just not right. That annoys me!
so its you that abandons old grot mags in parks then?
Farmers. Wandering for a few hours round idyllic countryside today, to see endless pieces of rusted, very abandoned farm equipment. Threshers, drillers, trailers even the odd 1960's tractor. So it's fine for these farmers to dump their useless metalwork all over the shop but once, just once, I abandon an old Fiesta by the bandstand in Greenwich Park, and all I get is letters, threats of legal action, summonses, the whole shebang. It's just not right. That annoys me!
so its you that abandons old grot mags in parks then?
How the internet has killed of the teenage joy of finding a porn mag in a park.
Mate we were driving through the Alps on Thursday, and there was 15 of them as the sun was setting the moon coming up trying to over take us on bends whilst we were behind a bus, one of the most ridiculous and terrifying driving experience of my life
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Half cider and black, half blue WKD. A pint of pain.
And after aN hr I have finished for the day now where's the pool and bar
It's just another time consuming piece of bureaucratic bullshit that plagues all our lives
Those pants will now be condemned and at a tenner a throw for the cheapest I have not only taken a hit dignity - wise but also in the pocket
They wont stay free all day you know.
Looks packed!
Running to get a train with a connection that will get you into work 15 mins earlier so you can leave 15 mins earlier
Forgetting to get off connection train meaning you'll get to work half late (and have to stay half hour longer)
Then your mate hits T13, 7, T11 and proclaims that they're better at darts than you.
That annoys me!
Or 'cycling' as they probably prefer to call it.