PannickAtTheDisco
Well-Known Member
worst when they go straight from the cubicle.Guys who dont wash their hands after a pee then grab the door handle which I then have to grab after washing my hands.
worst when they go straight from the cubicle.Guys who dont wash their hands after a pee then grab the door handle which I then have to grab after washing my hands.
Never thought of that........something else to get annoyed about, thanks mate.Healthy 20 and 30 year old blokes who ride electric mountain bikes. You lazy bastards. If you are 60 years old, never exercised and need to get fit after a medical condition, fair enough.
People at sporting events who see themselves on the screen and don't twig where the camera must be based on how they appear on the screen, and act like a simpleton towards the screen rather than towards the camera.People at sporting events who see themselves on the big screen and start acting like a simpleton. Especially when their team is getting beat.
People who park their car on a bend or narrow street, making it difficult for two cars to pass by at the same time, but think a small red and white triangle attached to the driver’s door somehow helps. Fuck off, you deserve to lose your wing mirror.
I'd choke the fuckers with their half n half fucking scarves.People at sporting events who see themselves on the screen and don't twig where the camera must be based on how they appear on the screen, and act like a simpleton towards the screen rather than towards the camera.
At a motorway services a few years ago I went for a pee and a bloke walked out of a trap after taking a dump and left without washing his hands. When I came out he was sitting with his wife and toddler feeding the kid chips by hand. Dirty bastard.Guys who dont wash their hands after a pee then grab the door handle which I then have to grab after washing my hands.
A subtle bit of marketing non the less....laughable.The obligatory 'please gamble responsibly' after every gambling ad. As if: /
They'll take every penny off you, and even your earwax and nasal hair, the bookie cunts