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.
Suggested by Ding Dong Montily on High
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 29 Nov 2012, 13:31)
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spoiler alertsa beast of an ex-housemate with relentless and brow tensing consistency would on our weekly communal "let's watch a film none of us have seen" night would crash into the room and smugly announce the title of the film, what he thought of it out of 10 and how it ends.
if he had not seen the film before, he would quiz us all on main plot points, characters, cast, director, subtext, etc etc.
if we were occasionally kind enough to agree to start the film over, or indeed invite him to join us in the first place he would a) start banging on about his day at work and life in general or b) fall asleep and start snoring like a traction engine was trapped in his obnoxious cunt larynx.
(, Tue 4 Dec 2012, 22:57, Reply)
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