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» Council Cunts
Road signage!
I'm from Hull (don't judge me), and many of the streets there have been designated as "play streets", that is to say between 8am and sundown they are closed to all traffic except for access. This is a wonderful idea or so you would think, but the lovely and not at all gimp like folk of the local council have erected many of the signs informing motorists of this half way down the bloody streets so you can't see them from the main roads. And to make matters worse, turning round is difficult as these streets are narrow and one way leading to many altercations with irate taxi drivers.
Length? Most are far longer than they need to be.
Depth? 2 or 3 feet underwater in places last month.
(Sat 28th Jul 2007, 10:24, More)
Road signage!
I'm from Hull (don't judge me), and many of the streets there have been designated as "play streets", that is to say between 8am and sundown they are closed to all traffic except for access. This is a wonderful idea or so you would think, but the lovely and not at all gimp like folk of the local council have erected many of the signs informing motorists of this half way down the bloody streets so you can't see them from the main roads. And to make matters worse, turning round is difficult as these streets are narrow and one way leading to many altercations with irate taxi drivers.
Length? Most are far longer than they need to be.
Depth? 2 or 3 feet underwater in places last month.
(Sat 28th Jul 2007, 10:24, More)
» Useless advice
Helpful road signs
My favourate road signs are the dot matrix jobs on t'M8 going into Glasgow. They're usually spouting helpful sloans like "drive carefully" "keep your distance" and "check your fuel". I almost went into the back of a slowing car whilst reading the "keep your distance" one, real helpfull.
(Tue 24th Oct 2006, 14:24, More)
Helpful road signs
My favourate road signs are the dot matrix jobs on t'M8 going into Glasgow. They're usually spouting helpful sloans like "drive carefully" "keep your distance" and "check your fuel". I almost went into the back of a slowing car whilst reading the "keep your distance" one, real helpfull.
(Tue 24th Oct 2006, 14:24, More)
» The Weird Kid In Class
ohh ,sooooooo many bad memories
i was the wierd kid. started out ok-ish, very quiet and all that, then the very large comprehencive in my very small town kinda killed all that. by sixth form i was more than a little unhinged. one hinge short of a squeaky gate shall we say. well, my forte in the world of wierd was self abuse. not the private cut my arms 'cos "nobody understands me" style, but the truley great brittish "that sounds like a challenge, lets do it and be back in time for tea and biscuits" type. challenges included crawling half naked on my belly for half a mile, doing 1000 consecutive forward rolls (better than hash.... apparently), jumping from the roof, runing headlong into ~475 yr 9 10 and 11 comprehencive kids in the snowball fight weating only my trousers for cover (resulted in an amusing cramp of both knees, lots of bruises, cuts, and scrapes and being carried into biology) being jumped on from 3 feet by the other 6thform weirdo, lots of other stuff. the head of science used to call me the ginger tosser (in defference to GAME ON), in hindsight im not that wierd. at least i didnt wank of in spanish, or have sex in the back of the cinima (deep impact).
edit, i just remembered, i was the kid who learned EVERYTHING about firearms, explosives, boobietraps, landmines, tanks, cars, survival food, etc etc, "just incase" and "you wont be laughing come the revolution"
(Wed 24th Jan 2007, 15:25, More)
ohh ,sooooooo many bad memories
i was the wierd kid. started out ok-ish, very quiet and all that, then the very large comprehencive in my very small town kinda killed all that. by sixth form i was more than a little unhinged. one hinge short of a squeaky gate shall we say. well, my forte in the world of wierd was self abuse. not the private cut my arms 'cos "nobody understands me" style, but the truley great brittish "that sounds like a challenge, lets do it and be back in time for tea and biscuits" type. challenges included crawling half naked on my belly for half a mile, doing 1000 consecutive forward rolls (better than hash.... apparently), jumping from the roof, runing headlong into ~475 yr 9 10 and 11 comprehencive kids in the snowball fight weating only my trousers for cover (resulted in an amusing cramp of both knees, lots of bruises, cuts, and scrapes and being carried into biology) being jumped on from 3 feet by the other 6thform weirdo, lots of other stuff. the head of science used to call me the ginger tosser (in defference to GAME ON), in hindsight im not that wierd. at least i didnt wank of in spanish, or have sex in the back of the cinima (deep impact).
edit, i just remembered, i was the kid who learned EVERYTHING about firearms, explosives, boobietraps, landmines, tanks, cars, survival food, etc etc, "just incase" and "you wont be laughing come the revolution"
(Wed 24th Jan 2007, 15:25, More)
» Useless advice
Carrers Advisors
I can relate to eponymous on that one. My carrers advisor was a complete twunt. According to her computar my best career option was Royal Marines Commando, despite the fact I'm VERY alergic to bullets. How on earth she though that I (a scrawny 14 year old nerd, and a complete coward to boot) would last in that, or my second and third prospective careers, Merchant Navy Rating, and Nuclear Technition, I have no idea. She must have been on a forces commission, so many of my friends ended up there. Still it could be worse, her computar advised a friend of mine to be a Diver, despite the fact he CAN'T FUPPIN SWIM!
*POP*
p.s. she also had never held onto a job for more than six months in such varied careers as blackjack dealer, amature boxer, teacher of ICT, delivary van driver, and a whole host of menial jobs. Still, she had a lot of experience in a plethora of careers I suppose.
(Mon 23rd Oct 2006, 11:03, More)
Carrers Advisors
I can relate to eponymous on that one. My carrers advisor was a complete twunt. According to her computar my best career option was Royal Marines Commando, despite the fact I'm VERY alergic to bullets. How on earth she though that I (a scrawny 14 year old nerd, and a complete coward to boot) would last in that, or my second and third prospective careers, Merchant Navy Rating, and Nuclear Technition, I have no idea. She must have been on a forces commission, so many of my friends ended up there. Still it could be worse, her computar advised a friend of mine to be a Diver, despite the fact he CAN'T FUPPIN SWIM!
*POP*
p.s. she also had never held onto a job for more than six months in such varied careers as blackjack dealer, amature boxer, teacher of ICT, delivary van driver, and a whole host of menial jobs. Still, she had a lot of experience in a plethora of careers I suppose.
(Mon 23rd Oct 2006, 11:03, More)