Drivers who use the right hand lane to go straight over at roundabouts. Specifically at the fish roundabout in Erith, causing people turning right to get stuck on the roundabout.
Any detective programme that ends in the perpetrator calmly confessing when confronted with a few simple facts. Agatha Christie, Scooby Doo and worst of all Murder She Wrote. They are all shit. Yesterday my mother-in-law was around and I had the misfortune of seeing Murder She Wrote. A bloke who had embezzled money, burned his own business down and hit somebody (I think a friend, but I was trying not to pay attention) full in the face with a 2.5 litre paint tin, just stood there and took the rap with hardly a murmur. I want to see some reality. I want to see someone screaming, 'You'll never take me alive Jessica Fletcher" swing a chair at her and then dive through the window swearing curses of revenge. That would be better. Better still would have been if in the very first episode the cornered crim pulled a gun shot the simpering sleuth in the face and put and end to the whole shitty series.
Drivers who use the right hand lane to go straight over at roundabouts. Specifically at the fish roundabout in Erith, causing people turning right to get stuck on the roundabout.
Occasionally there are roundabouts which ask you to go into the Right-Hand Lane to go straight on (there is a Roundabout outside Strood just before you go on to the A2 at the Medway Bridge like this); but on those occasions its clearly signed on the tarmac!!
Drivers who use the right hand lane to go straight over at roundabouts. Specifically at the fish roundabout in Erith, causing people turning right to get stuck on the roundabout.
Occasionally there are roundabouts which ask you to go into the Right-Hand Lane to go straight on (there is a Roundabout outside Strood just before you go on to the A2 at the Medway Bridge like this); but on those occasions its clearly signed on the tarmac!!
Sentences like this usually go down really well with the ladies.
Not a single thing, but more of an umbrella that encompasses the requirements that ensure I'm constantly a grumpy bastard between the hours of 0830 and 1800; the general ineptitude of people I work with.
Non disabled people using disabled bays at retail parks. You all know the ones who look well shifty when getting out and diving into PC world or pets at home. I can guarantee they are the same people who leave their shit on a table in McDonalds as well when they leave
Non disabled people using disabled bays at retail parks. You all know the ones who look well shifty when getting out and diving into PC world or pets at home. I can guarantee they are the same people who leave their shit on a table in McDonalds as well when they leave
Come on.
A bit harsh to compare someone who parks in a disabled bays to someone who shits on tables.
Non disabled people using disabled bays at retail parks. You all know the ones who look well shifty when getting out and diving into PC world or pets at home. I can guarantee they are the same people who leave their shit on a table in McDonalds as well when they leave
Come on.
A bit harsh to compare someone who parks in a disabled bays to someone who shits on tables.
Drivers who use the right hand lane to go straight over at roundabouts. Specifically at the fish roundabout in Erith, causing people turning right to get stuck on the roundabout.
Or worse still, those that use the left hand lane to go right, effectively blocking off the drivers doing the correct thing.
Any detective programme that ends in the perpetrator calmly confessing when confronted with a few simple facts. Agatha Christie, Scooby Doo and worst of all Murder She Wrote. They are all shit. Yesterday my mother-in-law was around and I had the misfortune of seeing Murder She Wrote. A bloke who had embezzled money, burned his own business down and hit somebody (I think a friend, but I was trying not to pay attention) full in the face with a 2.5 litre paint tin, just stood there and took the rap with hardly a murmur. I want to see some reality. I want to see someone screaming, 'You'll never take me alive Jessica Fletcher" swing a chair at her and then dive through the window swearing curses of revenge. That would be better. Better still would have been if in the very first episode the cornered crim pulled a gun shot the simpering sleuth in the face and put and end to the whole shitty series.
Sorry if I misunderstood, are you saying you do not like Murder She Wrote, or you watch it all the time?
Any detective programme that ends in the perpetrator calmly confessing when confronted with a few simple facts. Agatha Christie, Scooby Doo and worst of all Murder She Wrote. They are all shit. Yesterday my mother-in-law was around and I had the misfortune of seeing Murder She Wrote. A bloke who had embezzled money, burned his own business down and hit somebody (I think a friend, but I was trying not to pay attention) full in the face with a 2.5 litre paint tin, just stood there and took the rap with hardly a murmur. I want to see some reality. I want to see someone screaming, 'You'll never take me alive Jessica Fletcher" swing a chair at her and then dive through the window swearing curses of revenge. That would be better. Better still would have been if in the very first episode the cornered crim pulled a gun shot the simpering sleuth in the face and put and end to the whole shitty series.
Sorry if I misunderstood, are you saying you do not like Murder She Wrote, or you watch it all the time?
I absolutely loathe it, but I couple of elderly relatives love it. As a consequence, I have been trapped in the house with it playing on several occasions. Still, when I finally crack under the strain and murder one of them, at least I'll be nice and polite and own up to it.
When you say to your boss that you need to go to the doctors and they then ask what it's for or why you're going. Fuck off, it's private. I really think people's filters of what they can and cannot ask about people's lives have changed massively
the drama of the trump being sworn in "the world holds its breath", lily allen another person that's had there time in the limelight and needs no more.
When you say to your boss that you need to go to the doctors and they then ask what it's for or why you're going. Fuck off, it's private. I really think people's filters of what they can and cannot ask about people's lives have changed massively
When you say to your boss that you need to go to the doctors and they then ask what it's for or why you're going. Fuck off, it's private. I really think people's filters of what they can and cannot ask about people's lives have changed massively
Tell him his wife wants you there when she gets the results of the pregnancy test.
I don't know his full name, but they refer to him as Mike on BBC breakfast. Basically because the BBC have f*** all sport in their repertoire anymore, this Mike character gets sent to try all these ridiculous speciliast interest sports every week that only a fraction of the population care about, similar to the levels of interest in the Scottish football League
Mike gets dressed up and put through his paces trying to talk about how popular these specialists sports when they're really not, and he does it in a manner that winds me up
Covered speed skating from the Netherlands this morning. He donned the full British team kit and then completed the 100 metre time trial in 46.76 (Ellia Speding British junior completed in a little over 12 seconds).
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A bit harsh to compare someone who parks in a disabled bays to someone who shits on tables.
Fucking aggravates me when people say that
No I want to be a grumpy bastard and complain about it for hours...
This in an age where you can buy a phone for £50 and it shoots in HD.