This will be a real Marmite of a post, as in some will like it and others will hate it but fuck it, needs saying.
People who perturb me:
Leftists. Particularly the ones who've been jumping up and down and screeching about Boris Johnson's comments about the burka. Couldn't help but notice those same people were as quiet as church mice when that Labour MP bitch Naz Shah liked and retweeted a disgusting sick tweet saying that child victims of the paedophile grooming gangs in Rotherham should "shut up for the sake of diversity"
This double standard stinking hypocrisy makes me want to choke on my own vomit.
Those people that can't be bothered to slot their shopping trolley back in the trolley park, but just leave it skewwhiff, blocking the whole bay up.
They are all at it, I watch 'em;
half a dozen strides away from the trolley bay, they give it a push and the trolley goes 180 degrees nowhere.
They turn round, see me looking at 'em and they pretend it wasn't them.
I'm thinking, six strides, six little strides and a couple of seconds of your time, you idle little toerag.
I know what your'e all thinking, Foggy's off his trolley, but there's wheely no excuse for it.
After all, it's the most and only exercise some of 'em get, by looking at 'em.
(11-10-2018 20:38 )Foggy Mainwaring Wrote: [ -> ]Those people that can't be bothered to slot their shopping trolley back in the trolley park
Another supermarket related annoyance....
People who are too bloody lazy to put the "Next Customer Please" sign on the checkout after they put their shopping on.
FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Coupled with that same thing Tumble, is the checkout operator who can't be bothered to push 'em down the rack and is silently laughing inside as they watch you stretching to reach it.
By the way, for all those that want to know what ASDA means well:
"Another Shopping Day Already"
Groups of people who choose to congregate for conversation in the narrowest part of a pavement without showing any consideration to other pedestrians who end up being blocked off. And then these very same people get arsey when asked to get out of the way .
You got a much wider part of the pavement to have a bloody mothers meeting.
Don't be so selfish FFS
Twats
I'm trying to look for me real ale bottles, and the Prosecco (hoss piss), brigade come strolling up the aisle side by side, stopping for a natter just where I want to move to next.
"Are you going to your villa in the south of France at Christmas, Jeremy?"
"No, Clive, I am a bit short this year, I have sold that one, but I still have that dear old place in Portugal"
And so on, and so on.
Wait till the military takeover, these lot would shit 'emselves if they had to work.
Not quite sure why a rant is developing, but that's me.
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