The wife and her friends go to one somewhere foreign every year which saves me from them.
The wife and her friends go to one somewhere foreign every year which saves me from them.
Maltesers adverts. "Oh, girls. Chocolate is so naughty, isn't it? Tee hee."
I think your defense of them is reasonable. I don't even particularly mind the constituent parts (beer and sausages are good and I am a big fan of Christmas), but the queues and the prices and just the general vibe isn't to my taste. I'd rather be drinking a mulled wine by an open fire in a pub, but I guess that's not really an option with kids.
I might have been a bit extreme in my VITRIOL, but i can't quite get my head around going more than once a year, I'd be equally perplexed if you were going to two, er, I dunno...those things where you get pumpkins or whatever the fuck it is.
I think part of the problem is my mum is the absolute worst person in the world for just not doing...stuff? Like I don't think she ever once took me to a fun fair or an adventure park or whatever when I was a kid. I don't think I've ever even been bowling with her, and I think maybe about twice to the cinema. She's the kind of person who'd be like 'why!? no' if you were at the seaside and suggested going in the arcade. I've definitely inherited a bit of that, though I try to fight against it. Christmas markets I'll allow myself, though.
These people have kids, igor. They're not free to waltz around the landscape like you and I. They have to go to things that will just get them through to tomorrow.
Big kudos to Igor's mum, that's some proper parenting, don't fucking sleep on it.
The markets must be tempting even Giggles to back Sharia law. Winter Wonderland in London must be one of the top 3 grimmest places in the modern world.
Milton Keynes isn't that bad.
Calm the fuck down, you prick, those no-go zones for non-muslims like Birmingham and shit are also in the top 3. Shopping centres round off the list.
Igor’s mum sounds right up my street.
I'm a twit
I'd have never had Bam down as a Winter Wonderland wanker.
My employer actively encourages people to volunteer to assist travellers during the Christmas Market weekend periods, possibly the only thing worse than attending one?
Dark at 5pm for the first time today. That's it until fucking February now.
Beats being dark at 7am.
Won't be long until we get to enjoy both.
Shut the fuck up you lazy cunt.
We shouldnt have been changing at all this past weekend. Useless EU cunts.
Peter Hitchens thinking that BST is a bourgeois connivance is one of the greatest opinions going around.
He's sort of right - it will never change, as various agriciulture and industry stuff makes 7am a much more productive time of day for the economy than 6pm, unseen by coffee-drinking wankers in cities. Something you learn in my industry.
Peter Hitchins is dangerously thick as he thinks he's actually intelligent.
Peter Hitchens is right about - as he calls it - 'lying about the time'.
Dogs. They're the worst. (Apart from guide dogs and the companionship ones)
What's the Mrs done this time?
Arguments against:
They smell
They bark
They're noisy
They're dangerous
They bark
They smell
They carry fleas
They jump up at my testicle
They cost money
They cannot talk
They bark
NB: I've got two testicles.
Outed.
And dogs are mostly class. You can kind of extend that to most pets, though. Proper pets. Not exotic toss.
Class for kicking the shit out of.
Dogs are the worst.
Well played, dquincy.
I'm a twit
Dogs > Baz, Quincy and Manc.
I like dogs but I've never seen Quincy so I'm not able to commit to that one.
Dogs are great, but too many people have them. You should have to undergo something akin to a driving test.
I'm always shocked/appalled seeing the amount of people all over the internet who let their dog right near to their baby/small child, often unsupervised (I know that wasn't the situation in that story). It is a completely fucking insane thing to do.
"Oh but they are such a gentle dog they'd never hurt him". They are animals. No matter how much you think you know their personality, there will always be a degree of unpredictability. Why would you risk even the smallest chance of your child getting hurt?
The first dog we ever had was the gentlest creature I have ever come across in my life. Never showed a single iota of aggression towards people or even other animals. We had chickens when I was a kid and they would often be roaming the garden with the dog, he never showed any interest in them for years. One day he just killed one. You just can't know.
Rant over.
Trying to replace a gas lift on my chair is proving to be a lot trickier than YouTube videos make it seem.
The cunt seems to be fused to the chair. I've tried hammering it out as well as using a pipe wrench plus heaps of wd40 but it won't shift.
Agreed, and on the flipside of the coin, kids can be little cunts. One of my friends got a hamster for his 3 year old and he loved it. Fed it every day and handled it regularly. Then one day it was in its ball and he just hoofed the thing down the stairs. RIP. I often wonder what type of serial killer he'll end up being.
The most horrifying example of that I can recall is the pet monkey/ape one in the US, where the cute fluffy thing took umbrage to the way a friend of the owner handled its favourite toy and decided the best way to register its displeasure was to eat her face.
The Louis Theroux pets episode is terrifying for that.
The fact kids can be unpredictable little cunts is yet another reason not to leave them unsupervised with animals which could seriously injure them. If that was a Labrador rather than a hamster the kid booted then you could hardly be shocked if it turned around and ripped the kids face off but it wouldn't be much consolation.