ramsbottom

They don't look cool, no matter the shape & size they look f***ing ridiculous.  I was on a night out in Chesterfield a few years ago, before they became so popular and the mate of a girl I was chatting to, was sucking on one that was about 10 inches long (nobody snigger FFS), and it just looked wrong.  The other day some idiot mother was trying to squeeze into a parking space outside my lad's school with one clamped in her gob.  Mingin!!!
You could put Kelly Brook & Margot Robbie in front of me, in matching lace corsets & stockings, begging me that they wanted to make me the filling in a Br-Obbie sandwich, but if both em started puffing away on one of those things I'd politely decline...

They don't look cool, no matter the shape & size they look f***ing ridiculous.  I was on a night out in Chesterfield a few years ago, before they became so popular and the mate of a girl I was chatting to, was sucking on one that was about 10 inches long (nobody snigger FFS), and it just looked wrong.  The other day some idiot mother was trying to squeeze into a parking space outside my lad's school with one clamped in her gob.  Mingin!!!
You could put Kelly Brook & Margot Robbie in front of me, in matching lace corsets & stockings, begging me that they wanted to make me the filling in a Br-Obbie sandwich, but if both em started puffing away on one of those things I'd politely decline...

Agree,it's horrible but.......Kelly Brook??

They don't look cool, no matter the shape & size they look f***ing ridiculous.  I was on a night out in Chesterfield a few years ago, before they became so popular and the mate of a girl I was chatting to, was sucking on one that was about 10 inches long (nobody snigger FFS), and it just looked wrong.  The other day some idiot mother was trying to squeeze into a parking space outside my lad's school with one clamped in her gob.  Mingin!!!
You could put Kelly Brook & Margot Robbie in front of me, in matching lace corsets & stockings, begging me that they wanted to make me the filling in a Br-Obbie sandwich, but if both em started puffing away on one of those things I'd politely decline...

Jim White on this day every year.  With his super excited attitude and his yellow ties, like it's a Christmas tradition...  What a nobber!!!

Jim White on this day every year.  With his super excited attitude and his yellow ties, like it's a Christmas tradition...  What a nobber!!!

Jim White on this day every year.  With his super excited attitude and his yellow ties, like it's a Christmas tradition...  What a nobber!!!

With Trumps inauguration just round the corner, waking each day without discovering my house hasn't been incinerated in a nuclear fire ball will put a smile on my face...
#livelifewhilewecan  

With Trumps inauguration just round the corner, waking each day without discovering my house hasn't been incinerated in a nuclear fire ball will put a smile on my face...
#livelifewhilewecan  

I prefer to go at work.  There's a lovely spacious disabled loo that nobody except me uses, where I can gather my thoughts and not have to listen to blokes who believe the louder the bowel movements, the manlier they are.

Ditto.  Was tidying up the cupboard under our stairs and decided to rehang one of those plastic containers for plastic bags.  Got my little cordless drill out to make holes for the screws, went through the 50 year old plaster like butter, then hit 50 granite-like brick!!!  Couldn't even get it an inch deep so simply used a shed load of screws and gave up, well aware it'll get ripped off the wall within 2 months, bringing the majority of the plaster with it...  I find it astonishing my Dad made a career out of building, no wonder he was always uptight...

Caravans!!! Rats of the road they are - rats of the road!

I prefer the work throne. Poo in peace.

I prefer to go at work.  There's a lovely spacious disabled loo that nobody except me uses, where I can gather my thoughts and not have to listen to blokes who believe the louder the bowel movements, the manlier they are.

I prefer to go at work.  There's a lovely spacious disabled loo that nobody except me uses, where I can gather my thoughts and not have to listen to blokes who believe the louder the bowel movements, the manlier they are.

With Trumps inauguration just round the corner, waking each day without discovering my house hasn't been incinerated in a nuclear fire ball will put a smile on my face...
#livelifewhilewecan  

With Trumps inauguration just round the corner, waking each day without discovering my house hasn't been incinerated in a nuclear fire ball will put a smile on my face...
#livelifewhilewecan  

hats indoors I can cope with, sunglasses on the other hand!!! I get an almost uncontrollable urge to punch the sh** out of people who do it...

Your cut from the same cloth as me from the sounds of it.  I take it a step further by ordering my items by which bags I'll put them into.  Veg first followed by tins, bottles, frozen and finally squashable/breakable stuff.  That way I know what's in each bag when I get home to unpack...  I know that sounds OCD but it saves plenty of time.
I can't stand fookers who have a entire conveyer belt full of stuff but won't let you nip ahead of them cus all you've got is a bag of crisps.  I happily let folk like that go, but that's because I'm not an ignorant c***

My Dad coming out the other end of an operation to remove a cancerous growth on hi lung in fine fettle, and the doctots really confident they've got it all!!!

I always end up buying a few other things with the bog roll, to disguise the fact i'm about to crap myself if I don't get home sharpish...

I always end up buying a few other things with the bog roll, to disguise the fact i'm about to crap myself if I don't get home sharpish...

Cold yes, dark no.  I love to run the country lanes near me but this time a year I have to stick to the same street routes.  Can't wait til it's light at 6am again...

I always end up buying a few other things with the bog roll, to disguise the fact i'm about to crap myself if I don't get home sharpish...

No chance.  Many a time has the missus asked me to nip out to the shops after tea when i'm in my trakkies and I've gone upstairs and got changed before going.  If I don't I might as well stick myself in the same bracket as Mum's who take the kids to school in the PJs and dressing gown!!!  That isn't a myth, I've seen them do it, lazy s**ts