One for the men here - Toilet seats that don't stay up on their own.
The sheer number of toilets in hotels and other people's houses that have this problem never ceases to amaze me. If they're being fitted by women I would sort of understand as it's not something that would affect her, but I reckon most toilets are fitted by men, so why the hell don't they check the bog seat will stay up? How hard is it to do that?
Good man. My old girl still puts those furry covers on the lid. Forever having to lift my knee to stop the lid smashing into my wmd.
Groups of people who walk into a busy cafeteria and grab a table, so the people who've already been in line and bought their food have nowhere to sit and eat.
the second my wife and daughter set foot in another country they lose all ability to cross the road and it drives me up the wall. I get to the other side and turn round to see them still standing there waiting for the green man despite the road being completely empty
One for the men here - Toilet seats that don't stay up on their own.
The sheer number of toilets in hotels and other people's houses that have this problem never ceases to amaze me. If they're being fitted by women I would sort of understand as it's not something that would affect her, but I reckon most toilets are fitted by men, so why the hell don't they check the bog seat will stay up? How hard is it to do that?
the second my wife and daughter set foot in another country they lose all ability to cross the road and it drives me up the wall. I get to the other side and turn round to see them still standing there waiting for the green man despite the road being completely empty
One of my gripes........people who press the button on the traffic lights even though at that time the road is clear - they then cross seeing as its clear so when I get to the traffic lights in my car they go red & I have to stop FOR NO-ONE !!!
Tools !!! why not LOOK at the traffic situation & if the road is clear then cross WITHOUT PRESSING THE BUTTON !!!!!
One for the men here - Toilet seats that don't stay up on their own.
The sheer number of toilets in hotels and other people's houses that have this problem never ceases to amaze me. If they're being fitted by women I would sort of understand as it's not something that would affect her, but I reckon most toilets are fitted by men, so why the hell don't they check the bog seat will stay up? How hard is it to do that?
I see no issue here
That'll be because you've highlighted only a part of a sentence causing it to lose its context. You should work as a tabloid headline writer.
The amount of weirdos/freaks on ITVs This morning , this week so far
Someone that wanted their 3rd sex change Some 'bloke' who had given birth Some bird whose nose job had her fearing for her life - Pete burns lookalike
Where are all the normal people
I don't think you've grasped the concept of programmes like "This morning" or "Jeremy Kyle"..........they're not there to talk about "normal" stuff otherwise no-one will watch it. Same as any programme which has the public involved, like Dine with me, Hotel Inspector, etc etc. Wouldn't be watchable if everyone was normal - have to have someone a bit controversial..............at bit like CL !!
I've been working in the centre of my home town today and it is fucking abominable the sub-class that dominates the town centre.
I watched some arsehole with a staffy not on a lead, stop walking and shrieking into his mobile phone long enough to let the dog defecate right where I was working. Long story short I couldn't give a shit if I was in a uniform or that it was obvious who I worked for at that point I wasn't having a massive steaming dog turd laid and left next to my work site so I shouted at the dirty bastard to pick his dogs shit up. This led to an exchange where he said he wasn't going to. So I politely told him if he didn't I would rub his face in it. A very nice, yet weary, lady came out of the bakers nearby and gave him a paper bag to deal with this foul deposit which eventually he did. His closing comment to me was 'get yourself a proper job ya prick'
The irony of this wasn't lost on me and having recently watched a jimmy Carr show, told him pretty loudly that I didn't come into his place of work and knock the sailors cock's out of his mouth so could he please refrain from talking to me about my job. Saucy bastard!
I would love to claim that retort as my own but I'm not that creative
That was about 10am. Since then I've just witnessed a procession of the worst humanity has to offer. Chatham now has a massive immigrant population for whatever reason and whilst their scummier elements might feel at home I feel impossibly sorry for some poor family from the Czech Republic who have found themselves in Chatham or Gillingham thinking that the streets of the UK were paved with gold and opportunities. When in acual fact Chatham high street in particular is paved with dog shit and phlegm
I've been working in the centre of my home town today and it is fucking abominable the sub-class that dominates the town centre.
I watched some arsehole with a staffy not on a lead, stop walking and shrieking into his mobile phone long enough to let the dog defecate right where I was working. Long story short I couldn't give a shit if I was in a uniform or that it was obvious who I worked for at that point I wasn't having a massive steaming dog turd laid and left next to my work site so I shouted at the dirty bastard to pick his dogs shit up. This led to an exchange where he said he wasn't going to. So I politely told him if he didn't I would rub his face in it. A very nice, yet weary, lady came out of the bakers nearby and gave him a paper bag to deal with this foul deposit which eventually he did. His closing comment to me was 'get yourself a proper job ya prick'
The irony of this wasn't lost on me and having recently watched a jimmy Carr show, told him pretty loudly that I didn't come into his place of work and knock the sailors cock's out of his mouth so could he please refrain from talking to me about my job. Saucy bastard!
I would love to claim that retort as my own but I'm not that creative
That was about 10am. Since then I've just witnessed a procession of the worst humanity has to offer. Chatham now has a massive immigrant population for whatever reason and whilst their scummier elements might feel at home I feel impossibly sorry for some poor family from the Czech Republic who have found themselves in Chatham or Gillingham thinking that the streets of the UK were paved with gold and opportunities. When in acual fact Chatham high street in particular is paved with dog shit and phlegm
Chatham really is awful, my parents moved to Medway when I started Uni, where they live js alright but I flatly refuse to go to the town centre and only venture as far as the station when I have to.
I've been working in the centre of my home town today and it is fucking abominable the sub-class that dominates the town centre.
I watched some arsehole with a staffy not on a lead, stop walking and shrieking into his mobile phone long enough to let the dog defecate right where I was working. Long story short I couldn't give a shit if I was in a uniform or that it was obvious who I worked for at that point I wasn't having a massive steaming dog turd laid and left next to my work site so I shouted at the dirty bastard to pick his dogs shit up. This led to an exchange where he said he wasn't going to. So I politely told him if he didn't I would rub his face in it. A very nice, yet weary, lady came out of the bakers nearby and gave him a paper bag to deal with this foul deposit which eventually he did. His closing comment to me was 'get yourself a proper job ya prick'
The irony of this wasn't lost on me and having recently watched a jimmy Carr show, told him pretty loudly that I didn't come into his place of work and knock the sailors cock's out of his mouth so could he please refrain from talking to me about my job. Saucy bastard!
I would love to claim that retort as my own but I'm not that creative
That was about 10am. Since then I've just witnessed a procession of the worst humanity has to offer. Chatham now has a massive immigrant population for whatever reason and whilst their scummier elements might feel at home I feel impossibly sorry for some poor family from the Czech Republic who have found themselves in Chatham or Gillingham thinking that the streets of the UK were paved with gold and opportunities. When in acual fact Chatham high street in particular is paved with dog shit and phlegm
Chatham really is awful, my parents moved to Medway when I started Uni, where they live js alright but I flatly refuse to go to the town centre and only venture as far as the station when I have to.
I work in Chatham and it has got worse over the last 3 years
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Tools !!! why not LOOK at the traffic situation & if the road is clear then cross WITHOUT PRESSING THE BUTTON !!!!!
You should work as a tabloid headline writer.
Something really not sitting right with me and it's annoying.
I demand penance
Seeds on bread.
Seeds in salads.
Seeds.
Probably sits on the well trodden path of 'Americanisms' on this thread.
Poor dogs are soaked, stressed out and driving me up the wall.
Wuff, yap, Wuff, yap, Wuff, yap, Wuff, yap
All day
Someone that wanted their 3rd sex change
Some 'bloke' who had given birth
Some bird whose nose job had her fearing for her life - Pete burns lookalike
Where are all the normal people
I mean it's not the hardest book to check, surely?
Mayo - Free kick given, but referee keeps his cards in his pocket on this occasion
five, no, six LOL's for this one.If you, you lazy fucker on the ponce, fancy having a claim up call this number..."
Stick to the GGs Micheal.
I've been working in the centre of my home town today and it is fucking abominable the sub-class that dominates the town centre.
I watched some arsehole with a staffy not on a lead, stop walking and shrieking into his mobile phone long enough to let the dog defecate right where I was working. Long story short I couldn't give a shit if I was in a uniform or that it was obvious who I worked for at that point I wasn't having a massive steaming dog turd laid and left next to my work site so I shouted at the dirty bastard to pick his dogs shit up. This led to an exchange where he said he wasn't going to. So I politely told him if he didn't I would rub his face in it. A very nice, yet weary, lady came out of the bakers nearby and gave him a paper bag to deal with this foul deposit which eventually he did. His closing comment to me was 'get yourself a proper job ya prick'
The irony of this wasn't lost on me and having recently watched a jimmy Carr show, told him pretty loudly that I didn't come into his place of work and knock the sailors cock's out of his mouth so could he please refrain from talking to me about my job. Saucy bastard!
I would love to claim that retort as my own but I'm not that creative
That was about 10am. Since then I've just witnessed a procession of the worst humanity has to offer. Chatham now has a massive immigrant population for whatever reason and whilst their scummier elements might feel at home I feel impossibly sorry for some poor family from the Czech Republic who have found themselves in Chatham or Gillingham thinking that the streets of the UK were paved with gold and opportunities. When in acual fact Chatham high street in particular is paved with dog shit and phlegm