Stupid little things that bug you

Spiders living behind wing mirrors... people who sit in the middle seat on trains and leave the one each side empty.. cyclists who go straight through red lights when your waiting to cross the road..
 
3 guys in the gym jacuzzi last night taking fuckin' selfies. Utter twats.
People who take selfies full stop are utter twats.

Twenty years ago, if you got your Fuji camera out and took a picture of yourself at arm’s length, you’d be rightly ridiculed by everyone around you for being a ****.

Now, everyone is a self obsessed weirdo.

I was waiting for a mate in town and looked over to a girl sat outside Starbucks and she was on her own just sat there taking selfies of herself in different poses and pouts. She was a good looking girl but her attractiveness dropped close to zero at that very moment!
 
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Cyclists who ignore the big “CYCLISTS DISMOUNT” signs at roundabouts and then fly round the roundabout they shouldn’t be on, endangering themselves and other motorists.

Fucking idiots
 
People who take selfies full stop are utter twats.

Twenty years ago, if you got your Fuji camera out and took a picture of yourself at arm’s length, you’d be rightly ridiculed by everyone around you for being a ****.

Now, everyone is a self obsessed weirdo.

I was waiting for a mate in town and looked over to a girl sat outside Starbucks and she was on her own just sat there taking selfies of herself in different poses and pouts. She was a good looking girl but her attractiveness dropped close to zero at that very moment!

Bang on.

Photo obsessed wankers are everywhere.

Went away with another couple recently and my mates wife kept stopping us every 30 yards for more photos. I asked when this would stop as it’s surely enough and she said “we’re creating memories”.

You’re 29 you prat, just fucking remember it in your brain.
 
Cyclists who ignore the big “CYCLISTS DISMOUNT” signs at roundabouts and then fly round the roundabout they shouldn’t be on, endangering themselves and other motorists.

Fucking idiots
So many bad and careless cyclists give decent cyclists a bad name. And many would do well to invest in good a pair of lights for a similar price of two packs of 20 cigs or 5 pints of ale!
 
People who drive at 20 in a 30, and 30 on a 40mph road. If you are not competent to drive whilst being oblivious to pissing other drivers off, catch the fuckin' bus!
Indeed!

And people are all sheep n’all (that’s another thing that bugs me!)... there’s a road near me that’s ‘40’ where over the last few years more and more people just seem to be driving at 30 down it just because others seem to have started doing 30 down it.

Then, as the road spreads out into three lanes and you over take them, they stick two fingers up at you or give you a dirty look because you’ve been doing 40.

IT’S A ‘40’ ROAD TOU SET OF CUNTS!
 
Bang on.

Photo obsessed wankers are everywhere.

Went away with another couple recently and my mates wife kept stopping us every 30 yards for more photos. I asked when this would stop as it’s surely enough and she said “we’re creating memories”.

You’re 29 you prat, just fucking remember it in your brain.
Memories are made by living in the moment. Otherwise their memories will just be a collection of moments where they took a picture.

LIVE THE MOMENT!
 
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Memories are made by living in the moment. Otherwise their memories will a collection of moments where they took a picture.

LIVE THE MOMENT!

It’s how you feel just as much, if not more, than the image of being there.

I know exactly how I felt, more so than what I saw, in the moments following Aguero lashing home the winner on the final day in 2012.
 
The wife, again. She tidies up before and during I'm making a mess and I've noticed that when she gets up at 5.30 to go out she makes the bed. With me still in it !!!!
We have a cleaner and she cleans up before the girl arrives..
I'm waiting in the car for her and without fail she just has to make a great fuss about itemising the rubbish and putting it in the proper bins, no wonder we're late...
I'm waiting in the car, again and she has to go to each of the fucking hounds and have a quiet word with each one and then give them a fucking biscuit and then read them a list of things not to do whilst we are out, then gives them a ' good boy biscuit ' upon our return when they've done fuck all and not destroyed the couch....
 
The wife, again. She tidies up before and during I'm making a mess and I've noticed that when she gets up at 5.30 to go out she makes the bed. With me still in it !!!!
We have a cleaner and she cleans up before the girl arrives..
I'm waiting in the car for her and without fail she just has to make a great fuss about itemising the rubbish and putting it in the proper bins, no wonder we're late...
I'm waiting in the car, again and she has to go to each of the fucking hounds and have a quiet word with each one and then give them a fucking biscuit and then read them a list of things not to do whilst we are out, then gives them a ' good boy biscuit ' upon our return when they've done fuck all and not destroyed the couch....
Similar. Mrs KS cant leave the house directly.
"Oh, I'll just see if the curtains are drawn; just check the cat's food; just spring clean the kitchen..."
"Er....we have a taxi waiting, JUST GO"
 
There's a sign saying 'Bus Lane Suspended' (A big fcuk off yellow one that you can't miss). It's been there for months..

It's the way I go to work every day. Every f'kin morning on the way to work the useless ****s drive to the RHS of the bus lane only to cut in at the bottom of the road at the traffic lights, causing a bottleneck and delays as the traffic lights change quickly.

Every f'kin day it's the same, surely if you didn't see, read, understand the big yellow sign on day one the penny must drop by Tuesday or Wednesday!

Oh and a left hand indicator light on your car does not automatically mean I'm suddenly invisible and you can f'kin invade my space..

****S!
 

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