Little Things That Irk You VII: Seething Pains

[vanpeebles]

What kind of porn are you into these days Missa Pebble?

Ringmasters is the name of a semi fictional franchise company that I tried to get prinny to set up. If you run out of wet wipes, or can't get enough crimping purchase, or if fammydodd has left your prize otterbox looking like a stray artillery shell has landed in a sewage works, you would call Ringmasters on their emergency hotline.

It was made all the more funny recently, as I've been reading a book on the Lord Lonsdale boxing belt, and prinny admiring the book, turned it over, and it said on the back, in other recommended titles: etc etc Ringmasters.

[Anpanman]

In Manchester for a work meeting tomorrow.

Took the train, tried to play my 3DS but arsehole businessmen on their laptops like to stick their elbows out.

I'm always travelling out of Manchester but avoid table seats (I'm guessing that's where you where sitting) like the plague.

I've more issues with the bladder as noted elsewhere, so tonight's journey back went like..have a pee at Rugby so I don't get caught short on the train, connect at Stafford so better go again just in-case, final connection Stockport have another just to be on the safe side.

[fishbowlhead]

In Manchester for a work meeting tomorrow.

Took the train, tried to play my 3DS but arsehole businessmen on their laptops like to stick their elbows out.

So stick yours out even more and block them, obviously.

[Zen Monkey]

The state of residents in nursing homes. The sooner euthanasia is made legal, the better.

[Anpanman]

So stick yours out even more and block them, obviously.

That's the other option.

[Colin]

My attempts at trying to engage for our new business using social media. It's like giving me a toothpick and asking me to chop a tree down with it, hard bloody work.

[fishbowlhead]

Trying to get Glastonbury tickets.

Site didn’t even load. What a load of b******s buying tickets is.

Think you’ve won don’t you filthy filthy scalpers, don’t you?

[Zaki]

Trying to get Glastonbury tickets.

Site didn’t even load. What a load of b******s buying tickets is.

Think you’ve won don’t you filthy filthy scalpers, don’t you?

I got you covered mate:

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[Asura]

My attempts at trying to engage for our new business using social media. It's like giving me a toothpick and asking me to chop a tree down with it, hard bloody work.

Yeah, most people don't realise how hard it is to build a brand like that. It's like when people criticise YouTubers, saying they somehow earn tons of money for just joking around; it involves a lot of persistence and learning-by-doing.

[fishbowlhead]

I got you covered mate:

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I would of happily paid retail for them, but no.

So I’m just going to circumvent the whole system and get them for nothing instead, happy Glastonbury? Now you get no money from me and I’ll still see it anyway, and F you scalpers as well, I win.

[kryss]

My attempts at trying to engage for our new business using social media. It's like giving me a toothpick and asking me to chop a tree down with it, hard bloody work.

Did you already follow anyone who uses #beer?

[Asura]

I would have happily paid retail for them, but no.

So I’m just going to circumvent the whole system and get them for nothing instead, happy Glastonbury? Now you get no money from me and I’ll still see it anyway, and F you scalpers as well, I win.

So, you're buying a shovel?

[QualityChimp]

I watched the best bits of the last Glastonbury at home on the projector and I loved it!

I could walk out the room and turn right for the toilet or left for a beer from the fridge. I could fast-forward the boring bits, instantaneously jump stage and then when it was finished, walk up the stairs to my own bed.

Bliss!

[endo]

Some **** got in to my Spotify account and played a load of gh3y, internet hardman rap and grime ****e. And one track called "12-inch cock" by a gentleman called Grant MacDonald. Wtf?

[fuse]

I have been there, you have my sympathy. Good luck with Discover Weekly this Monday.