Church of England : Britain’s version of NAMBLA.
[ ^ safe Wiki link, even I’m not quite that much of a cunt…]
Just reading this
and got to
I used to work at a place where the CEO would come into an all-hands meeting with flashing lights and loud music playing (Rocky theme song, maybe? I forget), and all the employees were supposed to applaud and cheer.”
and I realised that I’d forgotten all about the twat who literally walked onto the stage amid strobes and dry ice, but the music was the big rousing one at the end of a Lemon Jelly album.
20 years too late, but have a punch in the cock, you pillock.
edit: and the same for the tool at another place where the guy sent out a weekly humblebrag blog. Every week it was what he’d been thinking about on his way for a weekend at his hobby farm, or taking his son to school where they play “the wall game” (i.e. Eton).
One week he practically caused a riot - there had been an absolute bloodbath - lay-offs, pay freezes etc. but he wanted to tell us about his long weekend at the Burj Al Arab.
Class envy is a Thing. A Good Thing.
The LinkedIn must be appalling.
Mind you, my suggestions this week included someone who called themselves “The Morpheus of the accounting world”.
Middle management is the New Rock And Roll.
This cunt can fuck off.
Or subsidise my vastly more expensive food shop, thus allowing me to go to the farm shop… ah… that’s normally closed when I am working antisocial hours…
Been a few weeks since the last Farage related posting so here you go.
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The cases against this proper wrongun finally getting traction.
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Surprise! 
FFS! You don’t even need to scroll up 
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Cunts everywhere….
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Yep.
Not all fuzzy duddies are as adept as you at using the forum software to copy/paste/agree… 
Once again I’m sorry for upsetting your somewhat sensitive proclivity for pedantry and tardiness! 
It’s Friday night FFS! 
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When any advert for plant based butter comes up on tv we both just shout at the screen "its called margarine not butter’
At least that one needs to go in the bin as the best before date has passed.
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Pedant mode: None of them qualify as margarine, as that requires about an 80% fat content. To my knowledge, no one actually sells a margarine in the UK these days.
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When I first knew Claire (mid-80’s) she was working in market research and had a passing involvement with tracking the advertising for this class of stuff (what you might spread on your bread before the sandwich filling, or maybe after if you live in Cornwall). The industry called them all, including butter, ‘Yellow Fats’.
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The “I’m being persecuted for my views” defence 
You’re not the victim here, you dead eyed sociopathic fuck
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So fucking angry with myself. Had to pop to the shops before the football today , normally I’d have parked in the lidls car park across the road but it was packed. Rode around again nothing. Didn’t park on the side street as it’s running down hill so parked on the Main Street. Got off the bike and I thought it was level ground.
Turned away and just saw the bike rolling off the side stand out of the corner of my eye. Instinctively tried to save it but it went and we both ended up on the deck. I think I managed to soften the force of the bike hitting the deck as the only damage I can see is broken gear and clutch lever.
Me , not so good.
How I rode it back without throwing up I don’t know. Back is easing up a bit now but the back of my thigh is bloody sore.
Only popped out to get us a couple pasties !!! And I didn’t get them. 
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