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What grinds my gears
Re: What grinds my gears
On touching the trig point, I found my thrill
To the east Brokeback Mountain, to the west, Benny Hill
I'll give you the grid ref, you might like to go
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To the east Brokeback Mountain, to the west, Benny Hill
I'll give you the grid ref, you might like to go
SO224350
Re: What grinds my gears
We've talked about doing another Come Dine with Me, but we have a 9 month old son now. Makes the dinner party thing a little more tricky. I've noticed that people don't like babies projectile vomiting across the table whilst they are eating. God, I don't know... some people! 
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Re: What grinds my gears
I have the same problem, except I don't have a baby.
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Is soooo much better when they get a bit older. Then its food everywhere, tears and "HE DID IT, DAD, IT WASN'T ME" . Actually it is easier and the older you get the noisier those dinner parties get. Like a bloody mad house sometimes. Kids everywhere.Shaunyboy wrote:We've talked about doing another Come Dine with Me, but we have a 9 month old son now. Makes the dinner party thing a little more tricky. I've noticed that people don't like babies projectile vomiting across the table whilst they are eating. God, I don't know... some people!
On the plus side, you get to play, sorry - re-enact scenes, with your troops MUCH more often and the wife condones it too.
Re: What grinds my gears
Ha ha, that's actually where I passed my driving testRoss SC wrote:THE MAGIC ROUNDABOUTThe Baron wrote:There's a roundabout outside Wellington that drives me crazy. Used to be four exits, then they built an industrial estate so it became five.
Could the locals figure it out? No. There were so many accidents they had to amend the rules for the that one sodding roundabout, so now it's the outside lane for the first three exits and the inside lane for the fourth. The industrial estate is regarded as being invisible as it's only been there ten years now... bloody bumpkins!
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the one in hemel?Rude Kid wrote:Ha ha, that's actually where I passed my driving test
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Re: What grinds my gears
Nah, Swindon.Ross SC wrote:the one in hemel?Rude Kid wrote:Ha ha, that's actually where I passed my driving test
Crom, I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good men or bad. Why we fought, or why we died. All that matters is that two stood against many. That's what's important! Valor pleases you, Crom... so grant me one request. Grant me revenge! And if you do not listen, then to HELL with you! -Conan the Cimmerian
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Ok - this is going to be my last one. There's a stupid little scrote out on our yard at the moment arguing with one of the fitters. He has a tyre which is just legal with three punctures in it - we're refusing to repair it (we can't safely repair a tyre with three punctures in it) BUT - as he wants to pay us to repair it, he is under the impression we can't refuse to do it! We MUST and HAVE TO do it. Well I never!
The customer is often right; but in this case the customer is a ring-piece of the highest order.
Never darken my yard again, young man with your stupid haircut, Janspeed rip-off back-box and boy-ed up mark 5 Eski (MkV's are sooooo last century...). And whoever told you that black wheels look good on a maroon car was pulling your two-inch todger.
spleen vented - happy now
The customer is often right; but in this case the customer is a ring-piece of the highest order.
Never darken my yard again, young man with your stupid haircut, Janspeed rip-off back-box and boy-ed up mark 5 Eski (MkV's are sooooo last century...). And whoever told you that black wheels look good on a maroon car was pulling your two-inch todger.
spleen vented - happy now
On touching the trig point, I found my thrill
To the east Brokeback Mountain, to the west, Benny Hill
I'll give you the grid ref, you might like to go
SO224350
To the east Brokeback Mountain, to the west, Benny Hill
I'll give you the grid ref, you might like to go
SO224350
Re: What grinds my gears
A tin that says Matt Varnish on it but still leaves the model looking shiny
When confronted by a difficult problem you can solve it more easily by reducing it to the question. How would the Lone Ranger handle this?
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are you a mechanic?AnnieM wrote:Ok - this is going to be my last one. There's a stupid little scrote out on our yard at the moment arguing with one of the fitters. He has a tyre which is just legal with three punctures in it - we're refusing to repair it (we can't safely repair a tyre with three punctures in it) BUT - as he wants to pay us to repair it, he is under the impression we can't refuse to do it! We MUST and HAVE TO do it. Well I never!
The customer is often right; but in this case the customer is a ring-piece of the highest order.
Never darken my yard again, young man with your stupid haircut, Janspeed rip-off back-box and boy-ed up mark 5 Eski (MkV's are sooooo last century...). And whoever told you that black wheels look good on a maroon car was pulling your two-inch todger.
spleen vented - happy now