gazinho
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The guy I car share with is a ****, no real reason other than his many odd habits annoy me greatly, he also bitches about people non stop, he's a 53 year old man for fucks sake, oh and did I mention he's a ****!
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Real Life Petty Enemies
- Thread starter johnny on the spot
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I fucking hate my neighbours. It's like living nextdoor to a fucking zoo...2 dogs, hamsters, turtle and fucking chickens in the back garden. The worst animal of all is a little shit of a kid that throws tantrums that last for hours. She'll bang on doors until she gets her way, making our whole house shake as a result.
Moronic, inbred, fat fucking parents that don't give a shit
Moronic, inbred, fat fucking parents that don't give a shit
Lucky Toma
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Around the corner from where I live two blokes had a fall-out about the parking of their cars.
They live directly across the road from one another and one bloke asked the other if he could park his car half on the pavement, half on the road.
The bloke refused and instead demanded the other did it instead.
So from that they now both park on the road which means any car has to squeeze really slowly past them. I've got a little-ish motor yet I struggle to get through.
I should hate them both but when I moved here there was heavy snow on my first Xmas. Woke on Christmas morn and took an early walk happy as anything and feeling full of festive cheer.
Saw one of the blokes in his driveway and bid him a happy christmas.
The fucker blanked me. Just looked back like I was a piece of shit on his shoe.
That's it now. An enemy for life. The ****.
They live directly across the road from one another and one bloke asked the other if he could park his car half on the pavement, half on the road.
The bloke refused and instead demanded the other did it instead.
So from that they now both park on the road which means any car has to squeeze really slowly past them. I've got a little-ish motor yet I struggle to get through.
I should hate them both but when I moved here there was heavy snow on my first Xmas. Woke on Christmas morn and took an early walk happy as anything and feeling full of festive cheer.
Saw one of the blokes in his driveway and bid him a happy christmas.
The fucker blanked me. Just looked back like I was a piece of shit on his shoe.
That's it now. An enemy for life. The ****.
Lancet Fluke
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For me the question isn't whether I have petty enemies, I am a petty, grudgeful bastard and pretty much always have a healthy list of cunts that I despise. The real question is how to exact full and proper retribution. I'm not talking violence or threats but ways of pissing them right off without risking anyone's health. There is someone who was outrageously disrespectful to my aging and seriously ill mother, I am toying with the idea of waiting till he goes on holiday, running his hosepipe from his outside tap to his letterbox and flooding the fucker's house while he's away.
without a dream
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karen7 said:next door's kid's and their bloody footballs!several times a day especially in the hols, can i have my ball back.got fed up so said today is the last day so take care not to do it-no need to keep doing it as we both have 200ft gardens!world war 3 erupted but i have stuck to my guns and rarely do i get them over so as a result i reward them and chuck them back,but me and the mum are now mortal enemies
If I'd lived next to you growing up you would have been my petty enemy. Everyone always had one neighbour who wouldn't give you the ball back, ruined many an evening.
One of my mates had a proper vengeful bastard for a neighbour who knifed the balls then threw them back over the fence.
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in the past i've judged people before getting to know them and most of the time i'm proved wrong and they are decent people.
so i told myself about a year ago to give everyone a chance.
apart from rags, they can fuck off ;)
so i told myself about a year ago to give everyone a chance.
apart from rags, they can fuck off ;)
Pigeonho
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Had a few in my early 20's, all booze related from various scraps and scrapes on nights out. We've all grown up since then though, so a little nod is exchanged between us, should we ever bump into each other somewhere, (which is rare).
Had one nasty bastard at school who I just didn't get on with at all. He got expelled at some point, but came back at the time we were doing our GCSE's. When I say came back I don't mean actually accepted into the school, I mean he came back to the school grounds when the exams were taking place and started shouting my name and the names of 2 others and what he was going to do to us when he seen us outside. That didn't really help the already shredded, pre-exam nerves. Needless to say he was all mouth and fuck all happened. Fast forward 20 years and I see him now, waiting outside phone boxes for his next score, or sat in the chemist gouching from his last shot of methadone.
Being a hard **** obviously didn't work out well for him.
Had one nasty bastard at school who I just didn't get on with at all. He got expelled at some point, but came back at the time we were doing our GCSE's. When I say came back I don't mean actually accepted into the school, I mean he came back to the school grounds when the exams were taking place and started shouting my name and the names of 2 others and what he was going to do to us when he seen us outside. That didn't really help the already shredded, pre-exam nerves. Needless to say he was all mouth and fuck all happened. Fast forward 20 years and I see him now, waiting outside phone boxes for his next score, or sat in the chemist gouching from his last shot of methadone.
Being a hard **** obviously didn't work out well for him.
Frugalness is a pet hate of mine.
A lad I use to work with is the tightest miser you will ever meet. Now don't get me wrong, I have respect for people who are careful with money but there's being sensible and there's being a tightwad. He earns a wedge, lives at home and he even does a bit of moonlighting earning good money on top of his salary.
At the end of the working day he would be printing off voucher codes for when ever he took his missus out. When he wasn't printing vouchers off he would be signing up to several food trials in order to get free food or filling out his daily feedback forms.
Whenever he was in the bar he would never get a round in, buy one back, he would just stay on his own all night! Last year he didn't cut his hair for about 7 months to save money. During staff lunches/meals out he would only ask for tap water.
Now after the charity shield game I was sporting a city/poppy pin badge and he decided to comment on it suggesting it was a symbol of nationalism and football hooliganism. At the time I decided to ignore him but this wound me up for a few days so on the Friday I told him straight how much of a frugal twat he was and I bet he kept waking up at night to see if he lost any sleep!
A lad I use to work with is the tightest miser you will ever meet. Now don't get me wrong, I have respect for people who are careful with money but there's being sensible and there's being a tightwad. He earns a wedge, lives at home and he even does a bit of moonlighting earning good money on top of his salary.
At the end of the working day he would be printing off voucher codes for when ever he took his missus out. When he wasn't printing vouchers off he would be signing up to several food trials in order to get free food or filling out his daily feedback forms.
Whenever he was in the bar he would never get a round in, buy one back, he would just stay on his own all night! Last year he didn't cut his hair for about 7 months to save money. During staff lunches/meals out he would only ask for tap water.
Now after the charity shield game I was sporting a city/poppy pin badge and he decided to comment on it suggesting it was a symbol of nationalism and football hooliganism. At the time I decided to ignore him but this wound me up for a few days so on the Friday I told him straight how much of a frugal twat he was and I bet he kept waking up at night to see if he lost any sleep!
kaz7
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without a dream said:karen7 said:next door's kid's and their bloody footballs!several times a day especially in the hols, can i have my ball back.got fed up so said today is the last day so take care not to do it-no need to keep doing it as we both have 200ft gardens!world war 3 erupted but i have stuck to my guns and rarely do i get them over so as a result i reward them and chuck them back,but me and the mum are now mortal enemies
If I'd lived next to you growing up you would have been my petty enemy. Everyone always had one neighbour who wouldn't give you the ball back, ruined many an evening.
One of my mates had a proper vengeful bastard for a neighbour who knifed the balls then threw them back over the fence.
probably should have told u all im disabled so it was difficult to keep getting bothered all the time,wasnt trying to be spiteful.its not that i dont like kids i just cant eat a whole one!
Le Havre Oswald
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the shop isnt in stalybridge is it?johnny on the spot said:Forget Bluemoon for a bit, we all bicker and spout shite at one another from time to time.
Also put aside the proper vendettas in your life.
I'd like to talk about petty enmities you've accumulated along your way through life.
For instance, there's a woman who works at our local newsagents who can't fucking stand me and makes no effort to disguise it. Were she not jockeying a till I'd be inclined to call her unprofessional. She's a great laugh with her other customers but as soon as I appear at the counter it's like I've slaughtered her first-born. I've never been rude to her or accused her of short-changing me or anything. She just hates me.