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Ms B Wrote:

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> The grown men are worse. Do they stand up

> respectfully when a woman enters the room? Do they

> stand back to let you get on the train safely in

> your kitten heels? Do they offer you their seat

> with a cheerful smile and ready 'please, take

> mine'?

>

> Do they buggery.


You know this actually really irritates me. Every morning and evening I stand aside for the ladies to get on the bus and train first. Mostly though I end up standing aside for all the besuited fucksticks who push on without a care in the world for anything but themselves.


Though these days that probably counts as sexist behaviour and as soon as the thought police read this they?ll be ?round my house with one of them asbos to strap around my ankle.

I hate to add to the new fangled pottymouthity going on here, but Brendan's "fucksticks", at the time referring to the spiky-haired variety found in the frontbottom fishbowl (to paraphrase) that is Foxtons, was far and away my favourite neoligism of 2007.

I reiterate my bravo to you sir.





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Bravo.

Michael Palaeologus Wrote:

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> "David" - *Stern look* "Bowl of water, bar of

> coaltar soap. You know what to do"


Ah but does he, MP? Does he?

It seems to me that these young fellows today conduct their ablutions with bottles of vivid colour unguents, smelling of lavender geranium or pansy.

They also contain essential oils, whatever they might be when they're at home, but not 3-In-1 I'll be bound.

Give the youth of today a bar of soap and they'd likely as not eat it.

I don't know.


I really don't.

"Give the youth of today a bar of soap and they'd likely as not eat it"


More likely snort it or inject it. Bloody tear-aways.


Is it time for my nap yet?


Oh lawks there is an RAF flypast on the telly soon, must stay awake for that. The only thing that is worth watching nowadays, that and the Antiques Roadshow, even that has gone down the hill since Hugh Skully left.

Michael Palaeologus Wrote:

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> The only thing

> that is worth watching nowadays....the

> Antiques Roadshow, even that has gone down the

> hill since Hugh Skully left.


Have you seen who's taking over the next series? Fiona Bruce. Yes you heard right Fiona Bruce.

That's 44 year old Fiona Bruce. Ruddy female's barely out of a gymslip and they've got her presenting a show about antiques.

It'll be full of Pyrex, Tupperware and Barbie dolls you mark my words.


We're going to hell in a handcart.

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