People that wear sun glasses in shops/Supermarkets/gyms etc.. you are inside a building you do not need them on.
Where are you from originally, TG09?
By 'keep it to themselves' do you mean not going around announcing it to the people they know, or not going to see a professional? Because if it's the latter it's a daft statement. And those things you've mentioned are just part of life, and if they end up causing you stress, so be it. You can't not do them because they might cause stress and end up turning you into a wanker at times.
I may be barking up the wrong tree though.
How are they acting like a wanker?
I have to pay £22 per term for 'snacktime' at nursery. As if my taxes weren't enough, shower of pricks.
What's that, about 35p per day?
I've no idea, but you're missing the point.
Were you fed at nursery? I think I had a tiny carton of milk.
We used to get milk, I vommed everywhere during break time once![]()
Nursery fees are a joke. It is essentially glorified babysitting with "play" at that age. Before anyone objects, I did a stint "teaching" in a nursery school as part of my degree. It's all structured/unstructured play/stories, "stop painting the walls with your shite Johnny" experiences.
Well yesterday Emily wanted a haircut so A was more than happy to oblige, but it didn't work because the scissors weren't sharp enough (toy ones), so Emily told her gran who made a snide comment about A 'trying to be a hairdresser' in that whole 'say it in a childish voice but really you're saying I'm a cunt eh!' but it wasn't me it was Grandad that picked her up. Then Molly said she didn't want to be As friend so she walloped her, but Amelia is lovely and wants to be my friend so she's the best.
It was like listening to fucking Vicki Pollard. Was waiting for the whole 'Yeah and Lizzy Stevenson got fingered by Jamie Goodall behind the climbing frame'.
Also fucking lol my step-dad's sister works as a nursery 'teacher' but in a deprived ethnic area, so most of the kids are Islamics. She'd come back to work in the afternoon as she does the afternoon kids, to see a bunch of new termers with name tags on saying 'Safe'. So she was going about called these kids 'Saf-ay' thinking it was their name but it was actually the word of the week, 'Safe'.
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I'm not normally one to rail against 'SJWs' but somebody audibly sighed at me when I said "that would make them a criminal" in relation to a hypothetical person committing a criminal act. Roll on, "so commit one crime and you're a criminal forever?" from somebody who simply doesn't have a good enough grasp of the English language.
My mother made me some birthday buns for tomorrow, and I insisted on doing the icing myself because I like icing and wanted loads of icing, and also because my life is tragic. I made chocolate icing, and when asked how I was getting on I said 'It's nice, it just looks like shit'. Since then I've spent somewhere between twenty minutes and my entire life explaining the difference between 'looks like shit' (meaning literally looks like poo because it's brown) and 'I've fucked it up mother you were right I can't be trusted with butter and sugar' (meaning tastes like shit). Three year olds would get this, you twat.
Your life really is an episode of Sorry.
Happy birthday, Lolwis.
Twenty-eight, or 'not as old as Pepe'.
Aww, twinsies!![]()
I'm a twit
Happy birthday.
Happy birthday, you miserable wanker.
Seething Luca got his own thread.
This just looks like Lewbear's birthday fucks us off.
I had nothing to do before eleven o'clock Thursday and yesterday, so the council twats removing some trees up the road from eight every morning have been a right pain in the arse. I hoped they were finished or taking the weekend off when it turned eight this morning and all was quiet, but the fuckers were just late and pitched up at half eight.
Had they been ditching some ugly bastards that were getting in the way I wouldn't have minded, but they were two properly huge, old things that I climbed when I was younger and they stood on the grounds of a community centre. It's Bruce and his shithouse sawmill job all over again.
There's another one just to the right of that one, hidden from that angle by a pathetic little thing that was closer to the camera. The house is there for reference, it's a two storey job. I might go and hide their tools.
I left the sawmill last year so can't blame this on me I'm afraid.
The council up here are cutting down all of my childhood climbing tree too for what its worth, we need to organise a resistance?
Anyone remember that idiot 18 year old cousin of mine I posted about before? The one I was supposed to 'tutor' a bit for his AS and A levels only he wouldn't read a fucking book or do any work. And who also wants to be a politician. The one I posted about at Christmas who's really quite selfish as well.
He got engaged on New Year's to his girlfriend of six months. He's still in school, in upper sixth. Fucking idiot.
Was talking about it earlier with my folks and my dad said he was 'cuntstruck'.![]()
I've been laughing at that for about twenty minutes now.
Cuntstruck is amazing.
I just ate of the many whole chillies in my garlic chilli chicken.
Instantly got spice hiccups and the cunt kept building in heat.
Christ that was a bad idea.
Was a bit too forceful in scratching my nut sack and now feel like someones lightly tapped me in the bollocks.
Magic Mk 2 init?
Boydy's dad.![]()
I need to work that into Monday's training session.
The reaction from my mum was great too.
'Ugh, don't be so vulgar.'
'Well he is!'
While I just stood and giggled.
Was he fingering her snatch too?
What is wrong with you.
I don't think we should let this overshadow Mahow's story, which is thrilling and hilarious in its own right.
Amazon are tossers. Got a "sorry we missed you" email about an hour ago. I've been up since 8am, not a single call on my phone or for the flat. Now I've got to wait till tomorrow. Snide cunts.
This fucking wanker was meant to take his mum up to the airport to pick up the car his stepdad had left there. He'd agreed to it earlier in the day then fucked off out with his 'fiancée' and texted his mum saying he won't be back in time so get someone else to do it. I'm now doing it. I don't really mind doing it, I'm just annoyed at his selfishness.
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What were you wearing, clogs?
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