Irrational people
Freddie Woo tells us "I'm having to drive 500 miles to pick up my son from the ex's house because she won't let him take the train in case he gets off at the wrong station. He's 19 years old and has A-Levels and everything." - Tell us about illogical and irrational people who get on your nerves.
( , Thu 10 Oct 2013, 12:24)
Freddie Woo tells us "I'm having to drive 500 miles to pick up my son from the ex's house because she won't let him take the train in case he gets off at the wrong station. He's 19 years old and has A-Levels and everything." - Tell us about illogical and irrational people who get on your nerves.
( , Thu 10 Oct 2013, 12:24)
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I prefer the umlaut free Dusseldorf.
However, and I intend to digress, Dusseldorf is a place I hold dearly to my heart. After having a very successful business trip to that city involving a well known German petrol retailer and their retail outlets, a colleague - I say colleague I mean a person I employed to travel with me and talk proper posh to Johnny Foreigner and then whose purpose was to get very, very, very drunk with me on dull International business trips and keep me amused.
Dusseldorf, when you finally stumble upon its streets of booze (because guidebooks are always forbidden and pre-mobile data then you walk blindly from bar to bar thinking that you may hit a pot of gold) - fuck me Dusseldorf knows how to PARRRRRRRRTY. 'king kraut bastards
BTW - not doing guidebooks and generally ignoring maps ruined Vienna for me. Hotel not but 750 metres from the beauty of Vienna but turn left out of that hotel and it is Willesden.
Just been chatting to my mate Rob from Australia, probably why I am telling you this.
Yes, I know this makes me seem like a friendless pisshead at this time of night on a Friday. Whatevs xoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxo babes
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However, and I intend to digress, Dusseldorf is a place I hold dearly to my heart. After having a very successful business trip to that city involving a well known German petrol retailer and their retail outlets, a colleague - I say colleague I mean a person I employed to travel with me and talk proper posh to Johnny Foreigner and then whose purpose was to get very, very, very drunk with me on dull International business trips and keep me amused.
Dusseldorf, when you finally stumble upon its streets of booze (because guidebooks are always forbidden and pre-mobile data then you walk blindly from bar to bar thinking that you may hit a pot of gold) - fuck me Dusseldorf knows how to PARRRRRRRRTY. 'king kraut bastards
BTW - not doing guidebooks and generally ignoring maps ruined Vienna for me. Hotel not but 750 metres from the beauty of Vienna but turn left out of that hotel and it is Willesden.
Just been chatting to my mate Rob from Australia, probably why I am telling you this.
Yes, I know this makes me seem like a friendless pisshead at this time of night on a Friday. Whatevs xoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxo babes
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