No Self-AwarenessI had a boss who had no idea of his body odour problem, and everybody was too tactful to break it to him. Not so a visiting Rev Ian Paisley: "What the blazes is that smell? Is it you?" That sorted it. Stories of people blissfully unaware of their bad smells, bad manners and foghorn voices.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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One of the joys of pushing a Phil&Ted'swas running it into those with no spatial awareness. When the twins arrived we upgraded to a double - frankly, I hated the damn thing, but there was no denying its effectiveness as a battering ram.
No offence, but fuck your shins.
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monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 29 Nov 2012, 16:00,
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This is why I enjoy kneeing toddlers in the face.(
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 29 Nov 2012, 16:04,
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I trained mine to punch the crotch.(
monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 29 Nov 2012, 21:50,
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