Leicester had a two minute silence tonight. One is no longer enough.
Leicester had a two minute silence tonight. One is no longer enough.
Did another helicopter crash?
Shouldn't this thread be called "What's getting my goat today"? Or was that somewhere els?
Not really appropriate, Ingo.
It would make a hell of a noise .
Both of my headlight bulbs have blown.
Is this a wanking euphemism?
Both? Tricky, a dog with two dicks?
No. My car headlight bulbs have blown, and I've got to piss about fixing them.
I was going for each blub representing a testicle but seeing as we are into explaining joke territory I'll park my Hitler motorbike gag for another time.
Actual work exchange I've just had:
"Would have a meeting fix this problem?"
"No."
"OK, then let's meet to discuss what will."
I don't really know what to say in response to that.
I bill at $500 an hour, for out of contract work. How long do you want?
Isn't the answer to this always booze, strippers and drugs?
The Conservative Twitter account using a bit of Fabrizio Romano to announce the reshuffle… “Victoria Atkins to Health…Here We Go”
(In truth, anything the Conservatives do would be on this thread: economic policy, healthcare, breathing, handwriting….)
Not just today, but always.
Spitting. Why do some men (and it is always men) do this? Sitting on a bench or walking down the street, just spitting. Is there some kind of excess saliva production syndrome of which I am unaware? It's one of the most unpleasant things I can think of and it's disgustingly common, and I can't for the life of me figure out why it's happening.
We are men, manly men, and all public spaces are belong to us so we’ll spit and spread as much as we like.
We earned it cos our grandads did a war, or something.
Applied for tickets for eight games at Euros next summer. Got one.
The way parents allow their kids to rule their lives is annoying me. They're not cute little darlings that everybody wants to listen to and indulge. They're children who need to learn how to behave in restaurants/shops/supermarkets/remembrance services/ every fucking where. Please, stop basing your entire lives around the idea that if the children are happy and doing what they want, then everything in the world is fine. You're raising a generation of self-entitled, self-obsessed and over-indulged kids.
Also annoying me is that I sometimes fall into 'things were better in our day' mode. But some of those things actually were. Honest. Maybe I should read the Daily Mail now.