Non Spanish speaking ex-pats who drink in Brit bars, go to Brit supermarkets, or Gib, to shop for British food, slag off Spain on dedicated Faceache pages, livein urbanisations that are almost 100% foreign owned and get buried in British cemeteries with services provided by British priests...posting "if you dont fit in, **** off where you came from" posts.

My cat used to do that,but then I put the microwave up to full and it stopped.

Siri "text" ...... "Call doctor" ........ No text ......."calling vets"

Satellite dish motors. Also constant rain while fruitlessly fecking about with them.

When you have to commute and your train is late every single day, normally by the same amount. Why not save us your incompetence and just change the f-ing timetable.

Clive Tyldesley shouting "ROONEEEEYYYYY!!" every time the shreddie headed potato faced **** takes a shot.

They should, yes

they look fine, pretty low key really (see the below picture)

http://i.imgur.com/dskblRf.jpg

Why do you have a book called Man World? :D

Cor, that'll take me back to my glory days. "Chairmany calling..."

http://www.dx-qsl.com/hindenburg-radio-room.jpg

Unlike the haberdashery.

And what's that leaning surreptitiously against the lamp? Looks like some kind of sex toy to me. The 'slacks' are a strange gay colour & match the arm protectors perfectly. Nice!
Changing the subject & getting back to Things That Annoy You, have just remembered the name of that wank*r I hate on TV with his poor dogs; Paul O'Grady. As well as being a complete tosser he speaks some kind of nonsensical alien jibberish language which, even after lengthy translation, is so annoying I want to punch his lights out. No more Piss Off Grady for me. ITV have the cheek to put it on 'ITV choice' over here along with Constipation St - come on, where do they get this shit?!

if I looked like that I wouldn't leave the house

'Finishing' a massive shit, waiting a while because you think it might not quite be over but think no that's it, using half a toilet roll to clean up because it was an extra sticky one, pull your pants and strides up then feeling the rumblings of some more. FFS.

and last week's reply I got to an invoice;
"I've changed my mind" So that's now lost in the pit of Hades called the resolution centre.

And that B*llend that left negative feedback about the price they paid. I listed an item with extremely accurate details (even my inner OCD suggested that the decimal place for the actual weight was perhaps a little too much detail) and a 99p start price. They joined an auction, they bid their price. What did they not understand ???:veryangry

Wow, what a wanker.

The so called word 'starchitect'

That fact that call centres are always "experiencing unusual heavy demand" so you end up on hold. Then when you do get through they ask you for the account number/reference number that you have already tapped in with tiny fingers on your phone or argued about with the computer " I did not understand please repeat" GET MORE STAFF YOU TIGHT FISTED BASTARDS!!!!!

Wow! That's a bold statement in the red spectrum; teaming a burnt orange chino with an aubergine pullover, sporting contrasting elbow patches - on a raging Ging' !

Taking the rubbish out to the bin at night in bare feet and treading in dog excrement.

People farting in the fresh food aisles in Asda in Long Eaton.

He looks like a fire.