...and another thing

[Jimmytaff]

Something of a minor irritation but that thing that almost every rapper does with their hands when they are performing. Almost every one of them have been doing it for decades. Why can’t they think of something else to do. And my god they don’t half take themselves seriously don’t they. Cheer up mun, you’re on the telly.

Ever been unsure of a rappers name? Simply wait 7 seconds and they'll tell you.

 

[Eat Y'self Fitter]

I’ve always wondered why there aren’t any happy rappers

The Wee Pappa Girl Rappers always appears quite happy.

 

[Barry Clunt]

Rap is crap.

I liked some of the earlier hip hop, like Public Enemy, Beastie Boys, Run DMC etc but the recent stuff is so bland and formulaic, it’s like they’ve just run out of ideas.

 

[Travis Bickle]

The Wee Pappa Girl Rappers always appears quite happy.

I‘ll look out for them, apparently they were once backing singers for Ferghal Sharkey

 

[Travis Bickle]

I’ve always wondered why there aren’t any happy rappers

Especially as they‘re all minted

 

[Lord Peter Flint]

Especially as they‘re all minted*

* other flavas are available homes

 

[Barry Clunt]

I‘ll look out for them, apparently they were once backing singers for Ferghal Sharkey

The wonkiest face in music. What is it about the norn Irish and wonky faces? Lembit opik is another one. Wonky as f•ck

 

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women

 

[Mrs Steve R]

Fucking delivery drivers.

 

[Steve R]

Fucking delivery drivers.

Everyone needs a hobby.

 

[Barry Clunt]

Farking tv pundits. The conversation you just had on MotD sums it up.
In the Chelsea v leeds game there’s an attempted tackle in the penalty box. The defender does make contact with the attacker but not enough to cause him to fall, and anyway the attacker does what he should do, he avoids the tackle.

Cue that most irritating of dickheads, Jonathan Pearce, claiming that it is somehow not fair on the attacker as he shouldn’t have to dive to get a pelanty!!!

Well if the contact wasn’t sufficient for you to fall, but you do fall, then that’s called diving you absolute f••king numbskull.

The only one that recognised that contact alone does not justify a pelanty was Danny Mills. In this case the voice of reason in a sea of frigging brain doners.

 

[Arfur Ap Llewellyn Europe]

Farking tv pundits. The conversation you just had on MotD sums it up.
In the Chelsea v leeds game there’s an attempted tackle in the penalty box. The defender does make contact with the attacker but not enough to cause him to fall, and anyway the attacker does what he should do, he avoids the tackle.

Cue that most irritating of dickheads, Jonathan Pearce, claiming that it is somehow not fair on the attacker as he shouldn’t have to dive to get a pelanty!!!

Well if the contact wasn’t sufficient for you to fall, but you do fall, then that’s called diving you absolute f••king numbskull.

The only one that recognised that contact alone does not justify a pelanty was Danny Mills. In this case the voice of reason in a sea of frigging brain doners.

On Sky as it was happening live, Alan Bvown and the main commentator both explained it correctly in my view, saying that the player shouldn't have to go down every single time for the officials or VAR to have spotted the foul.

It's exactly what has been complained about on the first couple of pages of this thread, and what is ruining football.

 

[Malarkey]

Fucking delivery drivers.

Woman at the door was fucking mental.
And she'd smelled of stale pastry and parrot shit.
I left it it under your hedge.

 

[Ainsley Harriott]

I liked some of the earlier hip hop, like Public Enemy, Beastie Boys, Run DMC etc but the recent stuff is so bland and formulaic, it’s like they’ve just run out of ideas.

There's loads of good stuff these days. It's just that TV/Radio/Spotify etc will provide you with gems that sound exactly like Adz' playlist:

 

[Barry Clunt]

I don’t know where’d it came from, I assume it’s either an Americanism or business speak, like so many of these annoying words and phrases are, suddenly the word ‘cohort’ is bloody everywhere.

 

[Travis Bickle]

Middle lane hogs on the motorway.

It's quiet, there's no fucker on the inside lane yet they insist on cruising slowly in the middle lane making you pull over to far lane just to overtake them.

Makes. Me. Mad.

They take some beating, but twats not indicating on roundabouts run them close

 

[Travis Bickle]

When out hunter gathering in super markets the thing that pisses me off most is the twat who puts all his/stuff stuff on the check out in neat little piles, cans of soup, beans etc all nearly sorted everything else the same, he‘ll have a separate bag for everything, and usually a hand full of out of date special offer coupons

 

[Wavey]

Self-service checkouts. They drive me absolutely bonkers. I try to avoid people at the best of times, but with this virus thing, I have even less desire to go anywhere near Jackie on till no.2 and have the next person behind me trying to breathe down my neck.

But these fecking self-service till things. First the larger one's with the conveyor belt, you can guarantee you pick the one where the belt doesn't work. Then you place your empty bags in bagging area "sorry item not recognised". Wait 10 mins for the numbnuts to finish their conversation to come and authorise it.

Scan one item and place in the bag then wait half hour before the damn machine is finally ready to allow you to scan the next item. You're a fecking computer, what's taking you so damn long. Place next item in bagging area to be greeted by "sorry item not recognised" and then wait another half hour for numbnuts to end conversation again and return to help out. And repeat.

Then comes the boxes of beer. All of a sudden the machine decides You're the one that's going too slow, as you trying to wrestle to get the beer in the empty bag buried under the rest of the shopping due to the pissy sized bagging area, to be then greeted by the "clearly you are a cripple for not getting the beer in your bag quickly enough, a colleague will be with you shortly".

Then wait half hour for numbnuts to turn up to authorise the alcohol sale. Get so wound up, by the time you pay, you've completely forgotten what your pin number is on the card you're using.

By time you leave, you need 6 months of counselling sessions. Then half your shopping decides to leap out of the bag/trolley as you try to negotiate the valleys of their tarmac on your way to your car.

I'm off for a lie down, before I punch the trolley boy

 

[Eat Y'self Fitter]

When out hunter gathering in super markets the thing that pisses me off most is the twat who puts all his/stuff stuff on the check out in neat little piles, cans of soup, beans etc all nearly sorted everything else the same, he‘ll have a separate bag for everything, and usually a hand full of out of date special offer coupons

Self-service checkouts. They drive me absolutely bonkers. I try to avoid people at the best of times, but with this virus thing, I have even less desire to go anywhere near Jackie on till no.2 and have the next person behind me trying to breathe down my neck.

But these fecking self-service till things. First the larger one's with the conveyor belt, you can guarantee you pick the one where the belt doesn't work. Then you place your empty bags in bagging area "sorry item not recognised". Wait 10 mins for the numbnuts to finish their conversation to come and authorise it.

Scan one item and place in the bag then wait half hour before the damn machine is finally ready to allow you to scan the next item. You're a fecking computer, what's taking you so damn long. Place next item in bagging area to be greeted by "sorry item not recognised" and then wait another half hour for numbnuts to end conversation again and return to help out. And repeat.

Then comes the boxes of beer. All of a sudden the machine decides You're the one that's going too slow, as you trying to wrestle to get the beer in the empty bag buried under the rest of the shopping due to the pissy sized bagging area, to be then greeted by the "clearly you are a cripple for not getting the beer in your bag quickly enough, a colleague will be with you shortly".

Then wait half hour for numbnuts to turn up to authorise the alcohol sale. Get so wound up, by the time you pay, you've completely forgotten what your pin number is on the card you're using.

By time you leave, you need 6 months of counselling sessions. Then half your shopping decides to leap out of the bag/trolley as you try to negotiate the valleys of their tarmac on your way to your car.

I'm off for a lie down, before I punch the trolley boy

Online grocery shopping - mankind's greatest advancement since the invention of Sky+

 

[Travis Bickle]

Online grocery shopping - mankind's greatest advancement since the invention of Sky+

The Mrs won’t have it she reckons they send out all the over the eat by dates stuff