People who get pets and then complain about the vets bill!
If you're getting an animal at least do your research first!
Loads of research done & yes some appear to be slightly overcharging. (massive understatement) Thyroid tablets 55p each x 3 a day available online at 11p each = robbing g!ts. But not as much as Insurance companies i.e.: £230 a month for four dogs.
People who get pets and then complain about the vets bill!
If you're getting an animal at least do your research first!
Loads of research done & yes some appear to be slightly overcharging. (massive understatement) Thyroid tablets 55p each x 3 a day available online at 11p each = robbing g!ts. But not as much as Insurance companies i.e.: £230 a month for four dogs.
I'm sure you did full and proper research. I'm sure there will be a few people out there who get a nasty surprise though.
Today I'm one of those wankers commuting with hand luggage on wheels, albeit because the company I'm working for can't be assed booking decent flights - and are miking me for every second they can.
But.. why would ANYONE choose to commute like this? I gave up with wheels and I'm carrying the fecker by the handle. Yet I still see people wheeling their shit along.
You constantly worry about tripping people up. It's a hassle to drag when compared to over the shoulder. Nobody needs that much storage for sitting in an office. You feel reluctant to squeeze on trains and stuff because its impractical; Ive skipped two trains and a tube FFS.
I now think that people who take luggage to work are bigger tossers than I did before. I kinda expected to get a bit of sympathy for the gits.
I got nobbled by one of these on Friday walking over London bride and the prick didn't even apologise. Just carried in as if I were part of the pavement.
Please do define what you believe to be A - a sensitive bloke and B - what a man is by your definition...
No I wont, you might get upset.
Sounds like you're a little insecure about your masculinity.
Great answer, always a winner, its like when a fella doesn't feel comfortable around homosexuals, the retort is often, 'whats he hiding, he must be gay', like it matters.
Too right we do and we will remain sensitive, the other halves tell us they like a sensitive man...
They also like bad boys and men in uniform. Confusing though they be...
I'm not gonna be a cnut about the whole sensitivity thing. Your lack of actual response, shrouded in deflections tells me you're actually a really sensitive man deep down.
Too right we do and we will remain sensitive, the other halves tell us they like a sensitive man...
They also like bad boys and men in uniform. Confusing though they be...
I'm not gonna be a cnut about the whole sensitivity thing. Your lack of actual response, shrouded in deflections tells me you're actually a really sensitive man deep down.
Give it a rest......I've got the ironing to do.....
Too right we do and we will remain sensitive, the other halves tell us they like a sensitive man...
They also like bad boys and men in uniform. Confusing though they be...
I'm not gonna be a cnut about the whole sensitivity thing. Your lack of actual response, shrouded in deflections tells me you're actually a really sensitive man deep down.
Give it a rest......I've got the ironing to do.....
why dont you two just have a bum and stop all this flirting ?
Too right we do and we will remain sensitive, the other halves tell us they like a sensitive man...
They also like bad boys and men in uniform. Confusing though they be...
I'm not gonna be a cnut about the whole sensitivity thing. Your lack of actual response, shrouded in deflections tells me you're actually a really sensitive man deep down.
Give it a rest......I've got the ironing to do.....
why dont you two just have a bum and stop all this flirting ?
I've flew out to Ireland, for one night (so I couldn't even sample a few pubs!), literally to sit in a meeting for 4 hours that - to be quite honest - has just frustrated me and made me want to storm off in a huff. I actually feel like a bit of a cock because everyone here is absolutely quality, but.. I'm just absolutely ready to snap.
On the plus side, there were a few lovely ladies.. but every time they spoke I wanted to start singing B*Witched songs. Every silver lining has a cloud. I couldn't even work out how to bait one in to saying "Some people say I look like me dad".
People's inability to attack the space both on train platforms and on trains. Let's all fucking congregate in the same place on a platform or by the doors of a train. Tossers
I like it when everyone assumes that one guy knows where the doors are gonna stop, congregate around him/her and then have to angrily shuffle to the back of the real train door queue.
The absolute jobsworth lady at Stansted Sat morning at 6am (after I'd had two hours sleep that night - see 'The Cure' above) who insisted that my little clear toiletry bag had to be sealed, which after much fannying about, including a bag change after the first one ripped, resulted in me having to leave my aftershave behind. Wanted to spray the thing in her bloody eyes!! The most annoying aspect was that her ott actions resulted in me taking an age at Security - i.e. being the person I usually always moan about!
Never had that with the bags before anywhere and at Glasgow on the way back they didn't even look at them, or any I.d. for that matter.
It's an old one, but failure to move down the carriage on a crowded train. Started to take great pleasure in barging my way through the area by the doors where everyone's packed in like sardines and heading to the bit by the doors between the carriages, then spreading out my newspaper and generally flaunting how relaxed and comfortable I am while the rest of them are all coughing all over each other, etc.
Still smile to myself every time I'm doing the traffic cutting manoeuvre on the northbound entrance to the Blackwall tunnel after someone commented about being annoyed about it on here.
Even have mental markers of where to perform each move... Outside lane at Sun-in-the-Sands, back into the left at the flyover where you'd get off for Charlton, back into the outside lane just before the red-squiggly-sculpture.
It's an old one, but failure to move down the carriage on a crowded train. Started to take great pleasure in barging my way through the area by the doors where everyone's packed in like sardines and heading to the bit by the doors between the carriages, then spreading out my newspaper and generally flaunting how relaxed and comfortable I am while the rest of them are all coughing all over each other, etc.
Agreed. Also, when they let you through to move down instead of moving down themselves - does my head in.
People that sit in the quiet zone of the university library and have a good old natter.
'Bla bla bla.... blud it's bare packed in here innit'
Yeah 'blud' because people like you bring their entire 'crew' take up half the fucking room not doing any work and disturb all the people with deadlines this week. Seriously do one you cretins.
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55p each x 3 a day available online at 11p each = robbing g!ts.
But not as much as Insurance companies i.e.: £230 a month for four dogs.
Sounds like you're a little insecure about your masculinity.
Why does it then matter to you whether a bloke is sensitive?
Nah instead I'll repeat my edited question rather than let you get away with that one.
They also like bad boys and men in uniform. Confusing though they be...
I'm not gonna be a cnut about the whole sensitivity thing. Your lack of actual response, shrouded in deflections tells me you're actually a really sensitive man deep down.
On the plus side, there were a few lovely ladies.. but every time they spoke I wanted to start singing B*Witched songs. Every silver lining has a cloud. I couldn't even work out how to bait one in to saying "Some people say I look like me dad".
I know everywhere (esp. Airports) are riddled with over-pricing due to a captive audience but it still grates!
The Cure were fantastic though.
Never had that with the bags before anywhere and at Glasgow on the way back they didn't even look at them, or any I.d. for that matter.
Even have mental markers of where to perform each move... Outside lane at Sun-in-the-Sands, back into the left at the flyover where you'd get off for Charlton, back into the outside lane just before the red-squiggly-sculpture.
'Bla bla bla.... blud it's bare packed in here innit'
Yeah 'blud' because people like you bring their entire 'crew' take up half the fucking room not doing any work and disturb all the people with deadlines this week. Seriously do one you cretins.
Nah if you ain't in the seat I'm logging you off and using the computer so fuck you....