
Captain Placid asks: What annoying things do significant others, workmates and other people in general do that drive you up the wall? Do you want to kill your other half over their obsessive fridge magnet collection? Driven to distraction over your manager's continued use of Comic Sans (The Font of Champions)? Tell us.
( , Thu 4 Oct 2012, 12:11)
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On the wall next to the boiler in the kitchen is a small, innocuous-looking, cream-coloured box with a "British Gas" logo. It sets the times for when the boiler comes on and off and it's a reliable little piece of kit, if a little archaic. It is also the noisiest and most irritating contraption known to man, producing a not-quite constant stream of whirrs, ticks, clicks and taps as if it was filled with daemonic clockwork made from discordant alloys of metal as yet unknown to human science. It's precisely the kind of background noise that is impossible to filter out.
Of course the real kicker is the knowledge that after living with it for three years, I'm basically just too lazy to find another one and fit it, which would finally allow me to take the noisy little bastard into the garden and smash it with a big hammer. So there it sits on the wall, taunting me.
( , Thu 4 Oct 2012, 12:42, 17 replies)

which is the real reason you resent it so much.
( , Thu 4 Oct 2012, 16:40, closed)

that by spelling 'demonic' with an additional 'a', you come across like some kind of LARPing prick, in much the same way as doing the same thing with the word 'medieval' makes one look like a pompous pseudo-academic 'look at me' wanker.
I do hope this information is of use to you in your future life. I hope this finds you well.
Mx
( , Thu 4 Oct 2012, 16:49, closed)

( , Fri 5 Oct 2012, 9:55, closed)

While we're swapping friendly advice, here's a kind of rule of thumb or guideline I tend to live by. It goes something like: any time you find yourself in the position of losing a custody battle with a crackwhore, you can pretty much consider your life an abject failure. Cheers.
( , Fri 5 Oct 2012, 8:47, closed)

Clothesline!!!!
Chalk another one up to the ZINGMEISTER - this guy's unstoppable!!!
( , Fri 5 Oct 2012, 10:00, closed)

I would have come along but I didn't fancy spending the evening sitting in a shithole pub with a grown man crying and wanking underneath his clown suit. Still, I hope that gave you the chance for some quiet reflection on what a mess you've made of your life.
( , Fri 5 Oct 2012, 10:07, closed)

We all sat around in a Finsbury Park pub looking like creepy child-catcher nonces in 'sk8' wear, with pathetic balloons tied round our heads, wanking over ropey 'alternative' birds in C3P0 outfits.
Oh no, sorry - I'm getting 'me' mixed up with 'you' here. As you were.
( , Mon 8 Oct 2012, 8:43, closed)

I did, however, move away from the utter shithole that is Bethnal Green as soon as I could afford to.
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( , Mon 8 Oct 2012, 13:31, closed)

After all, if desperate crackwhores are your type, why would you move anywhere else?
( , Tue 9 Oct 2012, 10:07, closed)

Another devastating putdown from ZING THE MERCILESS!!!!!!
You're just....too.....good...............
( , Tue 9 Oct 2012, 11:30, closed)

repeatedly
( , Tue 9 Oct 2012, 15:54, closed)

The LORD OF THE ZINGS is here!!!!!!!
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( , Tue 9 Oct 2012, 18:36, closed)
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