Grrrr
1. Dawdlers, esp. in airports, or those cretins who stand two abreast on a moving walkway, just pond-life
2. People who play music on their mobiles, sans headphones. I don't think that phone was designed to fit up your arse but if you carry on using it like that we may just find out
3. Happy hardcore / Max Power / boy racers. You need to die, now
4. Heat magazine. A magazine about cunts written by cunts for cunts. No-one in real life acutally cares about the thundering vortex of mind-numbing bullshit contained therein
5. Web 2.0 - you probably think Nathan Barley is someone to look up to. You must die.
6. Orange Marches. Knuckle dragging bigots who disrupt an otherwise normal day and spunk away council tax on their display of parochial idiocy. I could cheerfully watch them be burned alive
7. People who scramble for the queue at the airport, then stand like an idiot trying to ram their luggage into the overhead bin for ten minutes. Running onto the plane first doesn't make it fly faster you twat, and making everyone stand and wait while you crowbar whatever tat it is you've just bought into the rack marks you down as a grade A shitbag


and breath
(mymilkshakebringsallthemongstotheyard poison hearts, poison minds - joining hate, Sat 3 May 2008, 12:36, 2 replies)

Short and fat
I once watched two short fat girls trying to stuff full sized pillows (WTF?) into overhead lockers.

If either had been slimmer they might have got close enough to reach the locker. If either had been taller they might have done it. Cabin staff had to do it for then as they were blocking the aisle.

Then there are those who are on their feet as soon as the plane stops. There's no prize for being first off.
(Redemption blamed it on the Bossa Nova since, Sat 3 May 2008, 23:29, closed)

c-hrist
I'd love to just tie those pushy twats into their chairs until it's their turn to leave the plane. Similarly the wankers who turn their phones on as soon as the plane hits concrete, there are actually very good technical reasons you shouldn't be braying shit into that thing when surrounded by acoustically sensitive avionics. Twats, the lot of them.
(mymilkshakebringsallthemongstotheyard poison hearts, poison minds - joining hate, Sun 4 May 2008, 11:13, closed)