Stupid little things that bug you

People who put 'baby on board' stickers on their car, so fucking what!
I was driving behind one of these tossers the other week and ironically they were driving like a tw*t. Didn't bother indicating, never gave way to oncoming traffic going down a sharp incline with obstruction on our side of the road.

Shove your sticker up your arse, it is your driving that is the danger to your offspring.
 
Posters (when talking about more than one of anything) insert an apostrophe before the 's'.

Car's = cars
Goal's = goals
Pencil's = pencils


Etc etc. An apostrophe generally indicates an omission of a letter(s) ("I wouldn't", "he can't" "there's an aardvark in our shed", "VAR's a shitshow") or it indicates possession ("the dog's bollocks", "my car's radiator has sprung a leak").
Sane here, mate, but I fear you are fighting a losing battle - the false apostrophists will take no notice of your admirable homily and continue to mangle our language and its usages.
Even explaining about possesseion is lost on many - it is fraught with traps for the unwary. Someone on another thread recently talked about the "player's lounge" (sic) when alluding to the lounge used by all the players - I almost replied and asked him which individual player had a lounge of his own.
Still, perhaps not as bad as the shop I saw with a display of apples called "Golden Deliciou's". I felt like going in and buying one golden deliciou. But I feared the irony would be lost on whoever served me.
 
Worse than the unnecessary apostrophe....

There's a bloke a couple of miles away from me, and he's got one of those old Escort vans, which has his trading name on it

The last name is auto,s
 
Sane here, mate, but I fear you are fighting a losing battle - the false apostrophists will take no notice of your admirable homily and continue to mangle our language and its usages.
Even explaining about possesseion is lost on many - it is fraught with traps for the unwary. Someone on another thread recently talked about the "player's lounge" (sic) when alluding to the lounge used by all the players - I almost replied and asked him which individual player had a lounge of his own.
Still, perhaps not as bad as the shop I saw with a display of apples called "Golden Deliciou's". I felt like going in and buying one golden deliciou. But I feared the irony would be lost on whoever served me.
Society is doomed. Doomed, I tell you.
 
Twats, like the one I’ve just been working with for 12 hours, who ask you a question and then two words into your answer, interrupt you and go on a 20 minute monologue answering it themselves. Boring bastard.

I’m off to bed. Getting grumpy now.
I was sat next to that same boring twat last night at a pub quiz. Banging on and on about 9.00 am daily meetings and travelling to ' UKRAINE ' ( just so he could be heard...) a few years ago...' BEFORE THE WAR ( just so he could be heard...) and how HE COULD RUN THE BUSINESS HE WORKED FOR MORE EFFICIENTLY ( just so he could be heard...). I kid you not, the scruffy twat looked fucking homeless. He was mildly more entertaining than the match.
 

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