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Putting milk on cereal. it's horrible, wet cereal is rank. i dont get it
please don't say either small boys or a lady with her legs agape.
Near tea-everywhere disaster
If everyone just waited, then we could file onto a pleasant emptier carriage, and there would none of this PANIC at trying to cram on and then not be pushed backwards off the carriage by exitting passengers. The general commuting public are arses.
its properly rude mkore than anything
Crowded bus pulls up at terminus, everybody starts to exit the bus while another busful of people starts to pile on, all with large bags & cooking gear & chickens & whatever the fuck. It's insane, and the whole process takes half an hour.
Friend of mine had endured a three-hour Indian bus journey in stinking heat, standing up all the way, he also had a stomach thing and had shat himself on the bus, literally had diarrhoea running down his legs. The bus finally arrived at its destination, he was getting off through the front door and a woman was pushing to get on. He got pushed from behind, bumped into the woman and she reached up & clawed him in the face.
The heat, the exhaustion, the shit running down his legs, and now this... he punched her in the face and laid her out in the dirt.
chances are that whatever you're talking about is boring and doesn't need saying
Running for a 38 is pretty pointless, but I'd run for something less frequent.
it's so fucking twee
it's a pretty standard Scandinavian urban existence
Wanna swap for a standard London existence?
Which I can't see happening anytime soon
I used to get the catamaran back from the city to greenwich last year. HAPPY COMMUTING :)
it's ridiculous really as it is literally a 3 minute journey across the water and a couple of times I was the only passenger
it's free by the way
The next one could be RAMMED but any other time, 5/10 minutes won't hurt me.
It's just weird.
But in a separate glass. And alternate scoops of cereal and swigs of milk.
but it certainly doesn't baffle me why others do
now winning the lottery is all i dream about
it's the taking part
I won a tenner for 3 numbers the first time and £178 or something like that the 3rd time
but, other than the fact there is a minutely slim chance of getting rich, people enjoy the ritual and the anticipation and they don't feel they're pissing their cash away because they're taking part in a collective action that contributes to worthy projects
I just see it as a complete load of hassle, and cant really understand whats enjoyable about it - winning money aside.
Couplke of hundred grand, I tohught?....
I have a wining ticket in my hanbag fomr last friday's eurmillions- 3.80 or something. I'm going to take it to the shop tmw and collect my winnings and roll them into tickets for tmw night's draw.
but didn't tell his family. he got absolutely destroyed, if I remember rightly
SO all those begging PMs were in vain :''D
Is my grandad quoting what I later realised was Orwell when the lottery first came into existence. The thought of doing the lottery makes me my head go funny
in shit order.
You wouldn't at home so why elsewhere?
I know it's not a piercing, but those bloody huge earlobe things kids have. honestly, this is not a look. well, it is a look - the look of a cunt
I don't understand what happens when someone doesn't want them any more.
but anything bigger needs surgery, or they'll just stay flappy.
I guess you could just go work at Punkyfish 4ever
why are fish any different
'cause they don't have any feelings
because my mum wouldn't let me be a full vegetarian, so I'd normally eat vegetarian food but if they were having fish I'd have to have it too. I don't really understand why people would do it for ethical reasons but otherwise I guess it's a health thing.
and haven't been intensively farmed etc.
pretty naïve presumption of course
So stick that up the end of your dick, you big poo toucher
diabetic death wish
all those things everyone does
you rise above it, huh. what's your secret, oh wise-one?
I sometimes fall into the trap of feeling those emotions you've given.
ignore the 'oh wise-one' bit, which was clearly provocative. Sorry.
now you talk for a little bit
like you can try and think about what sort of advice you would give someone if something was happening to them but then it's actually you and then you do whatever your advice was and it's all logical and rational. like if someone you like doesn't love you then you just think it happened to your mate and you say to them "aw, it's a shame but it was just because you weren't a good match so it's better you are now free to have time with someone new and exciting" and then you just remember that and everything's fine