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BrandNewGuy Wrote:

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> People using the ?things that have irked me today?

> thread when they should be using the ?Tiny Little

> Things That Cause You Irrational Rage?


To be fair, the irk thread has only been around for less than a fortnight, give it a chance.


BTW (personal Q, sorry), do you ever think about updating your user name? You must be practically part of the establishment by now, surely?

Robert Poste's Child Wrote:

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> BrandNewGuy Wrote:


> To be fair, the irk thread has only been around

> for less than a fortnight, give it a chance.

No, I want to strangle it at birth :-)


> BTW (personal Q, sorry), do you ever think about

> updating your user name? You must be practically

> part of the establishment by now, surely?

It's a Neil Young thing...

"She's got a brand new guy.

Looks like she's never coming back to me."


Now back to your normal programming :-)

I call it The Great British Jerk Off. Tho' Strictly Come Dancing is much more irritating.


If you'd told me twenty years ago that two of the biggest TV shows in 2014 were devoted to baking and ballroom dancing, I would have thought that you were winding me up.

The whining kid with Mom outside my bedroom window this morning.

"I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah, I want my Daddy, waaaaah".


He ain't in this house sunshine.

Tell yet Mom to get off her effing mobile and start walking. Somewhere else. With you and your stupid pink scooter.

No wonder there are kids who don't even know their own name and who haven't been potty trained by the time that they start attending school. Cos their muvvers are on the bleedin' phone the whole time and don't speak to them

Yeah, when it's like that fair do's maybe (and they get like that by the fingerers in the first place). Mostly though the top ones fine, they still want the one that's below. Sometimes even 2 or 3 below. Think it's more likely KKs reasoning.



Loz Wrote:

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> In my experience, it usually has a partly screwed

> up front page.



Sorry, but how has "bored" changed from being a past participle to an adjective, and even if it had changed in this way, why should "with" be replaced by "of"? I thought that in both phrases "bored" would be regarded as a participial adjective. Perhaps someone could explain this to me.


I know that I'm going to have to put up with it; that doesn't mean to say that I can't deplore it. I reckon that is it just another example of Americanisation.

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