A bit council Vol 2
Discussion
Countdown said:
WD39 said:
grayze said:
Anywhere with multiple traffic calming. speed humps, chicanes, mini roundabouts, 20MPH. Always council.
Yes, the local council, who authorise these exellent deterrents to those who charge through 30mph built up areas and town centres.(That feels better.)
I accept that this post is council for me going off on one.
Edited by WD39 on Saturday 30th July 15:21
NelsonM3 said:
SilverSixer said:
12TS said:
WestyCarl said:
The same is with Japanese trains, very quite and clean. It does raise an important point, is the term council exclusively UK or can you have council Japanese / Korean / etc.
I'm in France at the moment and it exists here. Lots of it. shakotan said:
They still are.
Just because a manufacturer calls it a Shooting Brake,, doesn't mean it is.
Case in point - the Passat CC.
ITS NOT A COUPE IF IT HAS 4 DOORS!
You, sir are a cad and a bounder and not up with the latest in horseless carriage trends...Just because a manufacturer calls it a Shooting Brake,, doesn't mean it is.
Case in point - the Passat CC.
ITS NOT A COUPE IF IT HAS 4 DOORS!
A variation on the Coupe is, of course the "Victorian", where there is a folding top covering the rear seat only. Think of Hammond's MGF limo from the old top gear.
Countdown said:
WD39 said:
grayze said:
Anywhere with multiple traffic calming. speed humps, chicanes, mini roundabouts, 20MPH. Always council.
Yes, the local council, who authorise these exellent deterrents to those who charge through 30mph built up areas and town centres.(That feels better.)
I accept that this post is council for me going off on one.
Edited by WD39 on Saturday 30th July 15:21
As these were the favoured ramraid joyriders tool of choice,they were often driven at excessive speed around the local estate while avoiding the local BIB.(see also missing street names for added confusion)
The councils under the subterfuge of road calming introduced speed humps and other calming measures in order that the scrotes would also leave your tyres and suspension in pieces.
talksthetorque said:
I was at a BTCC (with the various supporting Formulas) event yesterday. A truly council affair, but one thing didn't go unnoticed: the women were 'normal'.None of the women in the spectator crowds were the sort to have a Facebook profile full of pouting selfies. Or 'look at my new dress' pics, taken on a Friday evening before they head out. They were all just normal women. Like we used to have in this country. Just doing normal boyfriend/girlfriend, husband/wife, or family stuff. Was actually quite refreshing.
And they generally had massive knockers too. Which was nice.
V8mate said:
I was at a BTCC (with the various supporting Formulas) event yesterday. A truly council affair, but one thing didn't go unnoticed: the women were 'normal'.
None of the women in the spectator crowds were the sort to have a Facebook profile full of pouting selfies. Or 'look at my new dress' pics, taken on a Friday evening before they head out. They were all just normal women. Like we used to have in this country. Just doing normal boyfriend/girlfriend, husband/wife, or family stuff. Was actually quite refreshing.
And they generally had massive knockers too. Which was nice.
Oddly enough, I know what you mean. Just normal, pleasant people. It's refreshing.None of the women in the spectator crowds were the sort to have a Facebook profile full of pouting selfies. Or 'look at my new dress' pics, taken on a Friday evening before they head out. They were all just normal women. Like we used to have in this country. Just doing normal boyfriend/girlfriend, husband/wife, or family stuff. Was actually quite refreshing.
And they generally had massive knockers too. Which was nice.
Jimmy Recard said:
V8mate said:
I was at a BTCC (with the various supporting Formulas) event yesterday. A truly council affair, but one thing didn't go unnoticed: the women were 'normal'.
None of the women in the spectator crowds were the sort to have a Facebook profile full of pouting selfies. Or 'look at my new dress' pics, taken on a Friday evening before they head out. They were all just normal women. Like we used to have in this country. Just doing normal boyfriend/girlfriend, husband/wife, or family stuff. Was actually quite refreshing.
And they generally had massive knockers too. Which was nice.
Oddly enough, I know what you mean. Just normal, pleasant people. It's refreshing.None of the women in the spectator crowds were the sort to have a Facebook profile full of pouting selfies. Or 'look at my new dress' pics, taken on a Friday evening before they head out. They were all just normal women. Like we used to have in this country. Just doing normal boyfriend/girlfriend, husband/wife, or family stuff. Was actually quite refreshing.
And they generally had massive knockers too. Which was nice.
motco said:
A woman I used to work with was the nearest thing I've known to a bloke with tits! She had all the 'normal' characteristics of a bloke: enjoyed boozing, enjoyed gratuitous sex when she chose and with whom she chose, and was a good pub companion among other good features. Damned nice to look at and, yes, big knockers too. Quite a girl!
Shut up and take my money!Wait. That's not what I mean. Where do I sign?
Jimmy Recard said:
motco said:
A woman I used to work with was the nearest thing I've known to a bloke with tits! She had all the 'normal' characteristics of a bloke: enjoyed boozing, enjoyed gratuitous sex when she chose and with whom she chose, and was a good pub companion among other good features. Damned nice to look at and, yes, big knockers too. Quite a girl!
Shut up and take my money!Wait. That's not what I mean. Where do I sign?
Sadly, she is now knocking on in years and probably no longer knocking off notches to her bed post.
I've got an unusual one - people who have photos in frames and birthday cards etc. in their downstairs windows but face them out rather than in.
Also, I watched something a couple of weeks ago that if was in London would probably be a piece of performance art and I'll call it "Shattered Dreams"...
It's the last day of term and a crappy old Focus pulls up outside my sons primary school - 2 wheels up on the pavement & 2 on the zigzags. A couple in the car - both smoking (one e-cig & one roll-up) - with an older lad in the back (no seatbelt). The woman gets out of the glovebox about 10 scratchcards & gives a handful to her bloke. They sit there scratching them for a couple of minutes & to be honest, I'm excited for them. Sadly, I'm guessing they didn't win as the bloke announces the cards to be a "waste of ing time" & gives them back to his Mrs. She then throws them out of her window all over the pavement.
Also, I watched something a couple of weeks ago that if was in London would probably be a piece of performance art and I'll call it "Shattered Dreams"...
It's the last day of term and a crappy old Focus pulls up outside my sons primary school - 2 wheels up on the pavement & 2 on the zigzags. A couple in the car - both smoking (one e-cig & one roll-up) - with an older lad in the back (no seatbelt). The woman gets out of the glovebox about 10 scratchcards & gives a handful to her bloke. They sit there scratching them for a couple of minutes & to be honest, I'm excited for them. Sadly, I'm guessing they didn't win as the bloke announces the cards to be a "waste of ing time" & gives them back to his Mrs. She then throws them out of her window all over the pavement.
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