People who drink alco-pops (who arent 10)
I dont just hate them, I'll abuse them. I overheard some regular modern metro-sexual "does my hair look okay" tit on a bus saying to his friend how he could only drink alco-pops and cider because everything else tasted disgusting and I spat on him and it turned out his father was sat next to me who wasnt a cocky little runt and he gave me a black eye. I staill stand by my hatred of those nancy-boy "I dont drink beer" cunts.
(Chubster Will kill your children and burn your wife on, Tue 6 May 2008, 22:56, 4 replies)

Greenday
Its all whiney bollocks and every song sounds exactly the same. I also hate greenday fanatics, mainly 12 year old girls in blazers plastered with pop-punk logos and weak jokes on tiny badges.
(Chubster Will kill your children and burn your wife on, Tue 6 May 2008, 22:51, 2 replies)

Barking dogs
It's just coming up to 10.30pm, I've (finally) finished all the marking (hooray!) and now I'm thinking about going to bed.

Here out in the sticks there are very few street lights, little noise and generally it's a peaceful and quiet place to live.

So why on earth has that poor bloody dog been barking for the last chuffing hour?

It's quiet out here. Really quiet. So quiet that I didn't want to shout at the kids when they were dancing about and sniggering about the latest rude word they heard at school today (minge, actually) because their bedroom window was open and I didn't want to shout to the entire neighbourhood (six houses).

Yet that dog has been barking constantly for over an hour.

Ah! Now his mate has started up in support.

It's a dog rave.


Why is the dog barking? Well they're both working dogs and they live in kennels out the back of the local pub. They belong to the landlord. Maybe they're pissed off for some reason. Perhaps they're just angry at something.

Whatever it is, it's now pissing me off.

The landlord is obviously inside working.

He hasn't heard his dog barking.

Constantly.

For the last hour.

RSPCA or ear plugs?
( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Tue 6 May 2008, 22:35, 6 replies)

Where do I start?
Racist taxi drivers: "Have you been to Rotherham before? Used to be fine before all the pakis".
You racist twunt!

Chuggers: But not just the charity bastards in the street. Oh no. They've taken to knocking at my door now. Gits
( Mrs Entity is in hiding., Tue 6 May 2008, 22:19, Reply)

Cashpoints
There's plenty of things that irritate me about cashpoints, especially here in Spain where not using your very own banks cash-point is an instant €3 sting minimum.

But one thing that makes me laugh and cry is the following sequence of events:

-Put in card, enter PIN, withdraw option
-Enter €30
-See message "must be multiples of 20's"
-Enter €20 instead
-Get €20 in two tenners.

FFS.
( slippery doctore, Tue 6 May 2008, 22:13, 1 reply)

Sarah Beany
Oh yeah, and Sarah Beany. Now I like her, nice, sensible girl and with a lovely pair of personalities.

No, what pisses me off is the fact that people get her in for advice (because she has made squillions of pounds property developing), and then ignore her and carry on with thier own shit scheme regardless. Then they look sad when the profit is smaller than thier intellects.

A tip: when smarter-than-you people give advice, take it.
Dumbasses
(micmac is happy as a pig in shite, Tue 6 May 2008, 22:09, 2 replies)

Music choice
Various other people have been talking about music. So I will too.

Motown.

Oh for the sake of the FSM, not Motown music. Please, put the Osmonds on. Or Pinky and Perky. Or that annoying CD of kid's music from CBeebies. Anything but listening to Motown music.

How many people, and how many times, can they make what appears to be the exact same song?
( Amish Information Systems hates misplaced, commas, Tue 6 May 2008, 22:07, Reply)

There is an endless list
...But I know two that don’t appear to have showed up yet:

(i) People calling ALL MP’3 players I-Pod’s

Usually by people that don’t know fuck all about technology. There are countless other models of MP3 player, and Apple is just one in a sea of hundreds of different manufacturers. It’s just that Apple have cornered the market with the first practical MP3 player that had a decent storage capacity for MP3’s, and it took off from there. Otherwise, they were a form of semi-experimental technology until it got a foothold.

So, fucking get it right people. I mean, there are people out there that blindly purchase I-Pod’s and don't even look into better alternatives (I own an Archos PVR player which is vastly superior and cheaper than the top flight I-Pod, and does a lot more). A dumb arse work colleague just thinks I was being conspiratorial with my hatred of the I-Pod and couldn’t be arsed looking for an alternative. He simply quoted “Don’t know, don’t care, I want an I-Pod and that will do me, not interested”.

And just to demonstrate a point: reviews.cnet.com/4520-6450_7-5622055-1.html

I spoke to someone recently about my Archos PVR player and demonstrated what it does. Needless to say, they were rather gutted and it soon dawned on them that they bought a clattering bag of fetid goat wank. That’s what you get for not researching what you buy, fucking moron. Next!

(ii) Old people referring to Radio’s as “The Wireless”

My mother is guilty of this, and calls the Radio a “Wireless”, and it makes my fucking ears grate like nails down a blackboard.

For one, one “Wireless” you use is a set of Hi-Fi separates comprising of a tape deck, mini disc, RDS equipped radio, record deck, amplifier and a set of speakers. There are several RCA Phono connections that link them to the amplifier and a set of speaker wires under the fucking carpet to the other side of your living room. It has plenty of fucking wires, and it’s far from “Wireless”.

Even the portable stereo you listen to in the kitchen is only “Wireless” as such if you have it battery powered, and choose not to power it from the mains. Just say you heard the news on the RADIO and not the WIRELESS. It’s the 21st century, not the 1950’s!
(Panteneman Isn't entirely sure why he bothered on, Tue 6 May 2008, 22:04, 4 replies)

Re: Adverts
I really hate the way that they turn the volume up during ad breaks. You are watching some show with lots of dialogue, so you turn it up a bit. On comes the ads, and instantly you telly nearly blows a fucking cone as "You can't get quicker than a Kwik-Fit Fitter" blares out at a volume that would shame Motorhead, scaring the shit out of you and getting you a telling off from Mrs Micmac. I mean, do you think I will buy something because you shout at me?
Bastards...
(micmac is happy as a pig in shite, Tue 6 May 2008, 22:01, 2 replies)

Muse
more specifically, fans of muse

not just any fans though, im talkin the ones who come away with some seriously idiotic comments such as

"they have such an original sound"- yeah unless youve ever heard of radiohead

"matt bellamy is talent personified"- can he turn lead into gold, no, how about a triple backflip, no, how about sing in a deep voice for a change and therefore convince me that his testicles have indeed dropped

"they brought back the keyboard as a viable instrument in rock music"- and how grateful we all are, if it werent for them we might not have keane in our lives....oh what a tragedy that would be

"seeing them playing live at wembley was like a religious experience"- exactly how empty must a persons life be when the most enlightening thing to happen to them is a posh midget sing about spaceships?

"matt bellamy writes some of the greatest lyrics known to man"- in an interview matt bellamy said "the lyrics to plug in baby are about how if you could make sure a puppy could never grow old", im sorry but how can you not want to punch someone who says that

i feel its only fair to say that although im no fanatic i like the odd song, "stockholm syndrome" and "knights of cydonia" are great songs no matter what anyone says, however theres no fan like a muse fan, their dedication knows no bounds, to some it may eem endearing, to most it just seems sad

now if youl excuse me im off to listen to the new muse track "apocolyptic shite"

"apooooooooooooooooooooooooooocccc
ccoooolyyyyyyyyyyppppticccccc sheeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttte!!!!! iiiiiittttsss coooomming for youuuuuuuU!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPOOOOOCLYYYYYYYPTI
ICC SSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTEE
EEE!"
(rocknroll_pirate had a dream involving holly willoughby and custard, Tue 6 May 2008, 22:00, 11 replies)

Wem Drivers
Just down the road (yet sadly on the way to work) is a shithole called Wem. I can only discribe it as the land that time forgot as it seems to be completely filled with 90 year old mentalists who drive 12 miles an hour unless they're on the wrong side of the road in which case they accelrate and aim for you. Also, they're overly friendly and will stop dead in the middle of the road, usually round a sharp bend, to let a tractor out so we can follow it home while it chucks shit in the air and onto my car. They also teach you the valuable rule that indicators should only be used in extreme emergencies and once operated should never be turned off. As a rule, the faster and newer a car you have then the slower and more dangerously you should drive it. Plus, any car over 5 years old should have no working brake lights and the ability to swerve towards you when you attempt to overtake. I wouldn't say they do it on purpose, they're just really shit and really old. They probably had to apply for their licenses by sending away coupons on the back of Bovril jars or something. I want to beep my horn at them... maybe shunt them off the road a bit and cave their old bastard skulls in with my tyre iron... but they're just too old and too shit.
(Merrick I cure cats with hammers, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:59, 1 reply)

To take a line from Preacher...
moving walkway, not moving fucking STANDway.
( Madam Marlboro wonders if you've found her yet, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:58, 1 reply)

Crap music on the radio
Nothing makes me more angry than the shit they sometimes dare to play on the radio. The list is long, so I'll narrow it down to the top (or rather bottom) 10 in no particular order:

Dido - If I hear her sodding voice once more, I swear I will make Harold Shipman look like a fucking amateur.
Paul McCartney - Any of his songs perfectly fit on the "Elevator Greatest Vol. 27"
Elton John - The gay funeral singer always makes me think "Who died this time?"
Phil Collins - Bleurgh.......
Shania Twain - She does distress me much.
Bryan Adams - Everything he does, he does it to annoy me
Celine Dion - no explanation necessary
Chris de Burgh - Lady in Red is the best method to get me completely mad with anger in less than 2 seconds.
Whitney Houston - Thank god she is on drugs now.
James Blunt - The whining cunt.

And many, many others.
( RedWine President of the S.C.U.M., Tue 6 May 2008, 21:56, 3 replies)

Miserable Bastards At Work
They're in every office.. you know the sort I'm talking about.

They're miserable, rude, antisocial and unhelpful and they hide it behind a thinly veiled mask of being 'gritty' or 'down to earth'.

No, you're not gritty, you're a wanker. Why should I approach you with care and massage your fucking ego just because you're completely unable to deal with people on a day to day basis?

Keep your personal issues to yourself, believe me, we care about them less than you know, and make a bloody effort to be civil you arsehole.
(Vic Flange, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:45, 1 reply)

Car fog lights when it's not foggy
You're only supposed to use these when it's FOGGY! I realise that having lots of lights on your coughing old Vauxhall makes you feel like you're flying the Millennium Falcon, but in fact all you're doing is blinding me and making me flash my fog lights back at you. Oh, and they don't make your car go faster, or girls fancy you. They make you look like a dimwit.

And, just to round it off, you'll find a little light on your dashboard that lets you know you've got your fog lights on when it's NOT FLIPPING FOGGY.
(hirsute, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:33, Reply)

People taking things that don't belong to them.
We have a salesman working for us and everyday he gives me one boiled sweet. It's our little joke and I save it for after my lunch. I didn't eat my sweet on friday and thought I would save it for today and then I'd have two sweets to look forward to. I came in and found it gone. My sister had come in at the weekend, (family run business), and eaten it.


I hate that!
( girlinthehole, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:29, 5 replies)

Exams.
for no other reason than i should be revising now, and I'm not, but i should be........procrastination.....

edit: actually also because they are shit.
(biggiantmat, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:26, 3 replies)

More peeves...
People who don't think about what they say:
"When's the last train back here?"
"23:58"
"Is there nothing later?"
(You can also change last to first, and later to earlier.)

"Sorry, I forgot to mention my young persons / network / family / senior card when I bought the ticket this morning. Can I change it?"

"I left my wallet / laptop / mobile / camera on the train last night. Did anyone hand it in?"
Sorry, you got off here, if someone else getting off saw you leave it WHY DIDN'T THEY TELL YOU THEN?

My favourite: Someone left a brand new laptop on the station bench. It was noticed seconds after the train left so we rang the next station to get an announcement made for him to return.
The announcement was made, he stuck his head off the train, said "Tell them I'll be back to collect it in a month."
Like hell you will. I'm not keeping it here for your benefit. It goes off to lost property, and when he returns wanting it immediatly he gets the choice of going to another station to collect it (£10 fare plus £10 charge to recover it) or me ordering it back which will take 2 days and just paying £10.)
He moans like hell, but orders it back, and then moans about the £10 when he comes to pay for it.
This was not a 'paving stone' laptop, this was one of those beautiful, fit in an envelope, jobbies which he obviously had insured, and would have been happy to have claimed as stolen if the person who found it wasn't honest.


NEW STYLE BBC PROGRAMS:
Your program is 30 minutes long.
I can live with your "in this programme" and tiny clips of whats coming up.
What I HATE (beyond peeve maybe) is being shown the first half of an article (be it about a sick horse, or a person going missing) then something totally unrelated, then the second half of the article preceded by an explanation of the first half that I only watched 10 flaming minutes earlier!!

My theory, and I mean no insult to anyone, is that these programmes get sold to stations all over the world, and will be cut to allow adverts. People skip channels during the breaks, and if they just catch part two they're still up to date.

NATURIST FILMS:

If I can pay £10 for a brand new Hollywood blockbuster, why does it cost me £60 for a DVD of a film made on a super8 camera 40 yrs ago?
Why do films of naturist families get treated as if anyone who buys them is a paedo or a pervert?
Why do the ones produced in this country as the main ones adverised in naturist magazines only show models who wouldn't be out of place on page 3?
Naturism is a great lifestyle, for all ages and sexes.
Don't sully it with petty prejudices.

Thats all for now....
(paof2 Nude might not be rude, but rude could be nude..., Tue 6 May 2008, 21:22, 1 reply)

Rant City -here we come!
I travel a fair few miles for work -100 miles is close by my company standards, but that's another story.

Back to topic, those utter, utter, utter, utter, utter fuckwits who think that when you indicate on the motorway to change lanes, that indicating means "I'm-changing-lane-now-whether-you-like-it-or-notand-I don't-care-if-your-stopping-distance-is-now-radically-reduced-because-I'm-an-utter-cunt".

STOPPING DISTANCE YOU WANKERS. Sheesh. I hate them. Tosspots.

I'm not sure if I feel cleansed, but B3ta has always been theraputic/humourous/in need of mind bleach.

Lenght? Thos cunts don't understand.
(CdrVimes, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:22, 1 reply)

Do you know what gets my goat!
Wolves mainly.
( girlinthehole, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:21, 5 replies)

After a day with Mrs Hatred's car.
Turbo lag.
Mrs Hatred loves her Skoda Fabia very much. Not content with its 130 Czech horses it left the factory with, it has been for a remap and gained about 20 more which makes it surprisingly rapid.

Once the ugly little bastard is on boost.

Little in my life is as exasperating as jumping into this thing straight out of my car (also a turbo diesel but one equipped with a turbo the size of an acme thunderer and hence little lag). Pulling out into a roundabout in third (having decelerated and then seen the roundabout is clear) results in a buttock clenching moment of terror as the car moves forward at the speed of mammal evolution before finally the required revs and boost are attained and the thing hurtles forward- normally as one is leaving the roundabout and heading toward some innocent old dearie in a Nissan Micra.

Its the equivalent of a good but thick mate who only gets a joke thirty seconds after everybody else.
(Leonard Hatred briefly did some work on, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:00, 3 replies)

Just thought of another one
Barbecues. If you invite me round to your house under the guise of food, why are you then going to present me with some disgusting burnt/raw combination of inedibleness. You know you can't fucking cook. Do you seriously imagine that when presented with hot coals, your primal instincts will kick in and you will suddenly be granted the ability to make food taste nice, despite the fact that for the previous portion of your life you have been burning pasta? Not only is it deeply annoying when I can find nothing in a state to eat, it shits on the life of the animal that you have just callously thrown in the bin, because you probably have never pushed yourself to think about the fact that the faceless lump in the plastic box was once a living creature. Show some fucking respect.
( Madam Marlboro wonders if you've found her yet, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:00, 6 replies)

Ignorance/Rudeness
How hard is it to take a moment to show a little manners?

A thank you, a nod of acknowledgement, a smile.
A please, a polite tone, a little respect.
Hell, just an occasional consideration that no, you're not the only person in the world and other people might like to be treated respectfully too.

I take great pleasure in responding when my boyfriend mutters to me something along the lines of "that woman just barged straight past me and didn't even apologise that she almost knocked me over" with something along the lines of a loud and clear
"that's because some people are ignorant cretins"

In some ways this makes me just as bad as the offenders, but we all have our ways of dealing with life, mine is to make people face the twattish behaviours most people are too polite to call them on.
( Jessie © needs pirate name suggestions, Tue 6 May 2008, 21:00, 1 reply)

DeviantArt
It's either ugly porn or some fuckwits Naruto fan-art or a shitty pic of a purple dog with wings and a face nicked from The Lion King.

Naruto is shite aswell. Anime is mostly crap anyway, but when did you ever hear of a ninja wearing a bright orange car mechanic costume? Thats good for looking inconspicuous and hiding in shaddows etc. Fuckers. Hate it so much it makes my knob itch!
(Mr.Dog was in love again on, Tue 6 May 2008, 20:52, 3 replies)

The Black Eyed Peas
Now. I know a lot of pop music, or indeed any kind of music, has it's fair share of annoying tunes. I love my music me, any kind will do as long as it sounds alright to my ears, or makes me want to jump around and kick kids, or relax in a bubble bath, or cry about this and that while stuffing my face with Pringles. Pop, rock, jazz, post rock, post punk, i'm all for it, and I actually still buy records I like.

But.

The Black Eyes Peas: they make me want to kill relatives, knock over valuable things, and/or gouge my ears out with ski sticks. As David Cross once said (about someone else though), i'd rather hear the death rattle of my only child than listen to that shit again.

Where do I start?

The one where they take the Link Wray tune, AKA the Pulp Fiction theme, etc., and cover it with one of the most shitty vocals ever, ie "pump it", "turn up the radio, blast up the stereo, right", not even trying to depart from the original record. Bollocks.

The one that goes "my lumps my humps" and whatnot. What ON EARTH is that woman on about? And why?

The one that goes "LETS GET IT STARTED", complete with the "HAHA"'s and "IN HERE"'s which are so annoyingly twuntish, I can't even think about them without blood coming out of my ears. And the video, the less said about it, the better.

That one about funking with someone's heart. Bollocks to that and all.

I dislike a lot of bands, but this lot take the fucking biscuit, it's verging on real hatred.

If I go to someone's house, and they've got a Black Eyed Peas CD in their collection, i kill them. And I live in France, and Xenu knows how bad music can get over here.
(Alaning, Tue 6 May 2008, 20:33, 3 replies)

The Environment.
No, not the environment as such, but the fact that every news headline is dominated by further propaganda about how we're disappearing to a watery hell in a leaky handcart thanks to wicked humankind and our CO2 emitting cars belching Armageddon into the atmosphere.

Now I'm no climate scientist and my credentials in the field amount to a GCSE in Physics and a keen interest in science that's never left me since I were knee high to a grasshopper, like.

Before the hessian undergarment wearing brigade beat a self righteous path to my front door telling me that "It's a fact!" and "Climate change is proven beyond doubt!" whilst waving any number of 100% recycled leaflets under my nose, I should out myself from the closet and say that I'm a bit of an environ_mentalist myself, but with a silent "mentalist". I do give a damn about our green double standards, the ever growing sum total of our unsustainable numbers and the fact that no-one seems bothered that we're chopping down rainforests like they're going out of fashion, as indeed in many ways they have thanks to our obsession with the internal combustion engine.

Here's why I'm annoyed. I can pretty much vouch for the fact that winters ain't what they used to be, for what passes as a "big freeze" in 2008 is actually an inch of snow on the ground. When I were knee high to a grasshopper, I remember Ulrika Johnsson bragging about getting a good six inches on her front lawn the previous night and not intending it a reference to a Blue Peter Molester or a Footballer of the dogging persuasion. Climate change is a given, the world is slightly warmer than it was in 1987. Any fule kno dat innit?

So why my reticence?

Remember I said that we've yet to agree on a cause for global warming - or climate change as used to confuse the Proles unwilling to give up their Mistubishi Shoguns lest we miss out on a Mediterranean climate for Canvey Island. For starters, humankind accounts for 2% of the total carbon content of the atmosphere. That's the sum total of cars, aeroplanes, ships and even farts (more CO2 than methane, betcha didn't know that kids?) that us folk happily emit every day. Indeed, the 1980 eruption of Mount St Helens chucked out the same amount of CO2 in an afternoon as humankind did between 1980 and 1990.

edit - thanks to woo woo? for unlurking to insult me for this small edit. While my statistic for Mount St Helens may well be incorrect, the fact remains that volcanism is a direct contributor of atmospheric CO2:

seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/localnews/2002105397_volcano01m.html


"Heresay!" scream the hessian knickered harridans, gathering en masse to beat me into submission and somehow missing a couple of vital points along the way.

Our orbit round the sun ain't a perfect circle. Now this can be because the Earth is under the influence of the moon's gravity and thus adopts a path akin to a drunken celestial stagger, but there are subtler factors in play, far far beyond my simple brain to comprehend. Sometimes the arc of orbit moves us slightly closer, sometimes we're farther away.

Not only that, but our sun lacks a thermostat and doesn't pump out solar radiation at the same level every day. It's been slightly hotter in the past and slightly cooler in the past too. That's part of the mechanism which has driven our boom and bust cycle of ice ages and temperate ages which have been a feature of planet Earth for three billion years or so.

No doubt some of you are thinking that I'm a Clarksonite Neanderthal about to spout on about how it's all bollocks and to keep driving our SUVs. I'm not. I am all too aware that our fossil fuel resources are finite and that we may well have already hit peak oil.

In 1980, there were roughly four and a half billion humans on the planet. Today it's just over six and a half billion. Thirty years ago, population growth was cited as The threat to humanity. Nowadays, it's desirable for we need more people to support the folks already here in our dotage.

How do we feed, clothe and enhance the standard of living for so many people? How about the additional resources they will consume?

What about the aforementioned rainforest, being hacked down by the acre?

Yep, we're suffering from Carbon Blindness. We have diminutive Hollywood actors and Whitehouse runners up travelling the world on big Jumbo Jets telling us to burn less fuel. Britain's next Prime Minister gets on a plane and flies to Iceland to host a PR bunfight about how carbon emissions are hurting the Icelandics. The sanctimonious are having a field day.

Indeed, the Earth is expected to shortly enter a brief decade long cooling phase and (I kid you not) already environmentalists are debating how we must ensure that the public are kept aware that global warming hasn't gone away but may merely be in hiding for a decade.

The signatories to the Kyoto Treaty - especially the EC are all hammering their citizens car usage with a raft of taxes in an effort to stem the Carbon Torrent. However, because air travel isn't counted as part of the statistics, the Kyoto nations are building new runways by the dozen.

Here in the UK, the government has relived the British motoring public of £40bn this last year in motoring taxes. How much revenue from those taxes have been invested in "Green Initiatives"?

Less than 0.05%.

One wonders how many homes could be cavity wall insulated with forty billion pounds of tax revenue?

We'll continue to hack down trees to plant Biofuel crops, build more and more runways and sell more Boeing 747s because it doesn't officially count.

Britain will continue to have the most expensive and poorly performing Public Transport in Europe.

Motoring taxes will escalate further and further in a self-fulfilling spiral of the need for more punitive taxes and the lack of alternatives.

Boeing 747s will continue to burn more fuel in one hop across the Atlantic ocean than your Ford Mondeo will in 128 years. But it's okay, because it doesn't count. And that's official.

And so we'll self righteously continue onwards, blissfully aware that the environment is the biggest threat to civilisation since the H Bomb (funny how that's disappeared from the public consciousness, no?), with our government that cares for us making sure we pay taxes to cover the costs, while at the same time buying "Carbon Credits" from the third world, giving third world regimes cash to buy our goods and services. Global Warming/Climate Change was not on the political agenda until someone discovered a way of making money out of it. The world may get warmer and the seas may well rise, but the governments of Europe will be too busy spending our taxes to notice.

Meanwhile, South Africa will begin culling Elephants again, Japan and Norway will go on harpooning Minke Whales and more and more PCBs will be poured into the seas around Svalbard. Floridian Manatees will continue to be chopped up by marine propellers, Congolese bushmeat poachers will continue to hunt mountain Gorillas.

Meanwhile, our governments will be busily wondering what they'll tax next once we've all given up our cars.
(Bicycle Repairman "you're also a bit of a wanker", Tue 6 May 2008, 20:20, 10 replies)

Stupid speeders
Specifically those who go down all roads at 40mph whether the speed limit is 30mph or 60mph.
(Mintman, Tue 6 May 2008, 20:12, 1 reply)