An Italian chain.
The only choice for the faux middle class.
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An Italian chain.
The only choice for the faux middle class.
I'm joking obviously. I'd rather contract the plague than go to any sort of disgusting chain.
Any luck getting through to them to cancel the reservation?
No. :(
Unless you paid up front then I wouldn't worry a big pile. Or at all.
Bella Italia is a shit chain, like Pizza Hut or something
God that was immense. I love London. A relatively shit little place teeming with utter supremacy.
It's been 10 minutes already :mad:
http://i64.tinypic.com/t7kbus.jpg
Get an SSD, loser.
It's not my laptop. I'll make sure to suggest it when he's buying me the next one.Quote:
Originally Posted by SvN
I really want to go play golf tomorrow but it's to rain all over this shitty province all afternoon.
Grown men (largely middle-aged and upwards) cycling around in skin-tight lycra. Often this involves the full on "Team GB" get-up and what have you. They seem to be everywhere at the moment, and growing in number at an alarming rate.
What on earth are they thinking? Do they realise how ridiculous they look? Where applicable, why are their wives or significant others letting them leave the house like this? So many questions, so few answers.
I don't live anywhere near him.
So you can cycle to Leeds can you not fucking lazy cunt.
I put that alongside people who wear running gear to run and tennis whites to play tennis - who gives a shit? It's just people wearing the right stuff for their chosen activity.
What is 'running gear'? If you mean the correct trainers, then lol at you.
If I want to cycle to a desolate shithole Cornwall is much closer.Quote:
Originally Posted by Magic
Because they're not in the fucking Olympics so that 3 seconds it might shave off is irrelevant.Quote:
Originally Posted by SvN
Welcome to 5 years ago.Quote:
Originally Posted by Alex
Wanking money away on bike shit is just a socially acceptable mid-life crisis. I'm planning on spending mine purchasing vintage guitars.
I have one of these on pre-order:
https://s7d5.scene7.com/is/image/Spe...210837?$small$
I'd lol, but I know you'll be wearing some cool ass Mexican colour themed lycra, or red shorts and a green t-shirt made for children.
:cool:
I do own this one:
https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/08...g?v=1477578482
*by children.Quote:
Originally Posted by Magic
:drool:Quote:
Originally Posted by Pepe
Aztec shit is so cool.
Couldn't even cope with the common cold the fucking pussies.
Being the +1 at a wedding full of people I don't know.
I've danced around for a bit and pretended to take an interest but the night is getting on, I've had a few to drink and it's damn near impossible at this point to keep the charade going any longer. I'm now sat at one of those circular tables and I plan on staying here for the rest of the nigh. Possible clauses include if the bottom tier of the cake gets sliced and becomes available, or if more proper food inexplicably turns up. Its half 11 so I'm doubtful of that last one, but I'm hopeful.
The minibus is booked for midnight so not too long to wait now.
Its nearly over now.
I'm told there'll be a decent fry up tomorrow :drool:
I have to do the same on the upcoming August Bank Holiday, girlfriend is a bridesmaid, and I know the bride (she's been around girlfriend) but that's about it. Don't know the groom, his family or the bride's family yet I've got to be there from the start till the end. Made more frustrating as it appears to be a fantastic day of sports as well, will have to remember to bring my phone charger.
The evening is the only bit worth going to. Especially if one of the sets of parents have stuck some money behind the bar.
Evening invites are a slap in the face and thankfully dying out.Quote:
Originally Posted by Spikey M
They're fucking brilliant (I assume, never actually had one), you get the party with none of the boring churchy shit. You miss out on the meal, but that's nothing a Dolmio jar/£12 pack of tomatoes can't fix.
If there's any more than 4 tomatoes in that pack then I don't want to know. I'm not a fucking peasant.Quote:
Originally Posted by Spikey M
That's per tomatoe, obviously, I'm not a savage.
You'd be a laughing stock at any less in fairness. What would the guys say?
I've had generally good experiences at weddings bar my close mate. His was dreadful. In an Irish social club, something giggles would probably have enjoyed.
Nah, we don't have them here.
Im having rice krispies for breakfast.
I'm going to give myself cancer with this level of seethe that I'm suppressing.
I've got a 'someone else couldn't come so now your husband is invited' full-day invite to one, where I wasn't even originally invited to the night do. :cab:Quote:
Originally Posted by Sam
It's one of the wife's workmates so I will literally know nobody other than from her workplace stories and the occasional time when they've got ready at my house and I've dropped some of them off at their Christmas party. Gonna be a looooong day.
The only saving grace is there's this girl who is friends with someone I used to work with (who incidentally did my wife's wedding makeup lolwut) that I followed in instagram a few years ago, who randomly started working with my wife about two years ago, who is hot. So at least I can perve on her. Hopefully her fiancé isn't invited. Also the bride is quite fit. But as soon as that novelty wears off, it's gonna be boring. And it's on a Thursday so I've had to book the day off work. And I'm not drinking. Oh man it's gonna be hell.
They're just called social clubs where you are.Quote:
Originally Posted by Giggles
We don't have them either. You lot love all your clubs and legions and all but thankfully it was never a holdover here.Quote:
Originally Posted by Kikó
I think I can outdo that. I've got some fish and chips in the oven and ... for some reason I broke into the lamb steaks I have for later in the week. :moop: Is this how dementia starts?Quote:
Originally Posted by Hammer
How often do you need to mow a lawn? I swear one of my neighbours does his every fucking week. Give it a rest, you wanker.
That's the way to go if you want to keep it golf course short.
Ours needs doing every week if you actually plan to use it. We only actually bother every fortnight though.
That said, unless they're doing it at midnight I don't see what the issue is.
Buy a cow, they'll do it for you
Every week in the summer is pretty standard I imagine.
Before it gets to be a pain in the hole. Shorter grass means a quick run over and less bag empties.