I once pulled up at a cash machine in Brixton where my mate got out to use it. Then a bloke who had just got his cash got in the back of my car instead of the one in front. We sat there looking at each other both thinking WTF?? Was that you?

I was ******* annoyed last night. Chopping some hot chilli for a curry and a seed from one popped up and landed in my eye as I blinked it went straight under my eyelid.

It's just as bad down your Japanese eye but don't ask.

I did something similar except I trotted across the bonnet.

I did get in a car which stopped at a bus stop.

I can't believe I got away with some of the strokes I pulled as a youngster.

Lower Addiscombe ain't that bad.

Leaving my ******* coat on the train. Only worn the bastard 4 times.

Finding a fantastic stylish coat on the train , only for it to be too big ! Looks like it's only been worn a few times.

:sob:

I did this once when an arrogant **** pulled up in traffic across a zebra crossing just down from St Paul's tube station...

To be fair, you probably weren't trolling. You seem to just be a **** which isn't trolling. But it still makes you a ****.

Posters who lack the wherewithal to be decent posters because they're too busy being argumentative, pedantic, patronising, condescending wankers.

Or Maz, for brevity.

I remember ... it's those single lever mixer taps in hotels. I can never remember whether to turn it towards hot or turn it so 'hot' is facing forward. It'd be ok if it actually changed straight away but they seem to take an age before you know whether you've pushed it the right way. And for some reason, brushing my teeth in tepid water disgusts me.

Inconsistent curry houses. Had a blinder last week. Ordered the same tonight and it was piss poor. Tempted to curl one out in to the container and post it through their door with a polite letter of complaint.

Round of applause in a certain minute of a game for some random person that dies.

Minutes silences for the most obscure of reasons.

So many of them these days they just become routine.

People who wear sun glasses indoors.

People who have jumpers draped round their shoulders but never wear them

What is that all about?

Finding a stylish coat in a bin, which looked like it had only been worn a few times, only to discover it was a girls coat.

Pathetic England batting collapses

Bono. ****.

You can add Edge too.

What kind of a dickhead calls them self Edge?