Tourists make me laugh.
Sometimes people come into the hotel so enthused with the joie de vivre that comes from being in another country that it takes every screed of control you have not to wrestle them to the floor and mug them just to inject some much needed cynicism into their veins.
These people arrive at the hotel full of the joys of spring.
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Grow some balls and move out if you don't like it, or shut the fuck up and grit your teeth - nobody likes a petty little whinger who can't sort themselves out. Especially not if they can't even be funny about it.
By the way, I've only ever driven through Manchester, so I've no axe to grind about it. I just hate petty fucking whingers who blame the world around them for their unhappiness rather than sorting it.
Cheerio.
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Next time, before replying, I'll scrape through the disingenousness a bit further and see if the funny shines through.
All the best and may your future be rosier than your outlook.
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By the way, I do actually like your writing style even if I didn't think the content in your post had merit. If it wasn't as well written I'd not have bothered getting my scathing shoes on.
But it's late now and I've run out of swearing.
May your mashed potatoes always be creamy.
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If he has a problem with it, I dare him to do better!
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I do not think that word means what you think it means...
Nevertheless, I am amused. Clearly this poster is heavy competition in the world of verbose comedy.
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I do wonder about some people...
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