Strange reasons not to like somebody

I have been thinking about that for a while. I live in Wales now, and when people ask me where I am from I always say Manchester. I was born and brought up in Cadishead, then lived in Eccles for many years. I feel like I might be a fraud now....though this year it is 50 years since I went to my first City game.
Just say "originally from Manchester", mate. That's what I do to save complications.
 
Anyone who has had a successful career in sales and marketing; priests; and media-types. Successful liars all.

And anyone with facial hair.
 
Noisy people, you know, those that love to hear themselves talk above everything/everyone else.

Banal chit-chaters....silence is golden.

Non-indicators, thoughtless bunch.

Agree with you here.

I hate fuckers that rip the soul out of you by chatting shit and not even taking a breath.
 
Let's turn the question round.

What is it about you that people don't like?

It's very easy to be critical of other people. It's the easiest thing in the world.

What about you though?

Have a think about it.

I bet your farts don't smell of roses for a start.

People tend not to like me . I say things sometimes people don't like. I don't think people understand me.
 
I know someone who is a 'sort of' friend, I have known him quite a long time and we play in a band together. His wife (which is another story) is a rampant vegan hippy. He puts posts on Facebook about 'Black Beans are better than Steak' and 'We would all be vegetarians if we knew...' and so on. When he is on his own with us though he only has to get a sniff of a Burger and he is like a starving Vulture and goes straight in. I have never challenged him on it but it puts me off being really good friends.
 
People who stand in supermarkets squeezing bread to see if it's fresh, if it wasn't it wouldn't be on the shelf
People who stand in the main entrance of supermarkets gossiping, usually with a full trolley and a baby buggy blocking everybody's way in and out, just fuck off and talk outside
 
People who stand in supermarkets squeezing bread to see if it's fresh, if it wasn't it wouldn't be on the shelf
People who stand in the main entrance of supermarkets gossiping, usually with a full trolley and a baby buggy blocking everybody's way in and out, just fuck off and talk outside

In the same vein, the utter dozy cunts who stand at the checkout for ages, bag their stuff, then start looking for their cash or card. Usually takes ages and has me checking my shop to select the bluntest and heaviest object I can panel them with.

The ones that try to have a conversation after they have paid also need culling.
 
In the same vein, the utter dozy cunts who stand at the checkout for ages, bag their stuff, then start looking for their cash or card. Usually takes ages and has me checking my shop to select the bluntest and heaviest object I can panel them with.

The ones that try to have a conversation after they have paid also need culling.

Absolutely this...usually, but not exclusively, women. C#nts the lot of them.
 

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