A bit council Vol 2
Discussion
Stickyfinger said:
fatboy69 said:
FT4UCreaming yourself over some random normal woman with a glass of wine who has caught the camera alluringly.....
Council!
kowalski655 said:
No compo face. Am dissapoint. berlintaxi said:
35 and 37...fk me they had a In May 2016 a Kosovan family who were long-term residents in the canton of Basel-Country had their application for citizenship opposed by the residents’ committee, in part because they wore jogging bottoms around town.
I could die happy knowing that happened. It's with regard to gaining a Swiss passport.
I could die happy knowing that happened. It's with regard to gaining a Swiss passport.
austinsmirk said:
In May 2016 a Kosovan family who were long-term residents in the canton of Basel-Country had their application for citizenship opposed by the residents’ committee, in part because they wore jogging bottoms around town.
I could die happy knowing that happened. It's with regard to gaining a Swiss passport.
It's the small things in life sometimes isn't it? I could die happy knowing that happened. It's with regard to gaining a Swiss passport.
I often stroll through the local market square, on occasion stopping to offer my personal pecuniary support to the British tobacco industry.
Seeing one of the residents of the square purposefully approaching, in grey 'sweats', ballsack firmly in hand(s) can be somewhat disconcerting at first.
Fortunately a smile and a "good afternoon", "ahh sorry, no change", "of course have one of mine" (furthering my support of the aforementioned industry), and they tend to wander off with a "nice hat/tie/coat" sort of comment.
One must admit, it is an experience I could well do without.
I suspect that somewhere in either this volume, or its predecessor, the subject of "Not buying your own cigarettes" has probably been mentioned, a most decidedly council thing to do I reckon, only ever nabbing them off other people, or having to get your older brother/friends to do it for you.
Yesterday evening I witnessed the new variant of this, with someone at the corner shop which doubles as a "Click & Collect" drop off point, having to beg their mum to buy them some replacement fluid for their e-cig because they hadnt got enough money to buy it themselves...
I almost wish I had my phone on me to take a photo for you all, but then I would have that photo forever on my phone history and I didn't want that. The mum was 40-ish and the girl was early 20s, old enough to buy it herself I'm sure. Naturally, she had a pushchair with her also
Yesterday evening I witnessed the new variant of this, with someone at the corner shop which doubles as a "Click & Collect" drop off point, having to beg their mum to buy them some replacement fluid for their e-cig because they hadnt got enough money to buy it themselves...
I almost wish I had my phone on me to take a photo for you all, but then I would have that photo forever on my phone history and I didn't want that. The mum was 40-ish and the girl was early 20s, old enough to buy it herself I'm sure. Naturally, she had a pushchair with her also
Goaty Bill 2 said:
It's the small things in life sometimes isn't it?
I often stroll through the local market square, on occasion stopping to offer my personal pecuniary support to the British tobacco industry.
Seeing one of the residents of the square purposefully approaching, in grey 'sweats', ballsack firmly in hand(s) can be somewhat disconcerting at first.
Fortunately a smile and a "good afternoon", "ahh sorry, no change", "of course have one of mine" (furthering my support of the aforementioned industry), and they tend to wander off with a "nice hat/tie/coat" sort of comment.
One must admit, it is an experience I could well do without.
Confronting the council with courtesy can be fun.I often stroll through the local market square, on occasion stopping to offer my personal pecuniary support to the British tobacco industry.
Seeing one of the residents of the square purposefully approaching, in grey 'sweats', ballsack firmly in hand(s) can be somewhat disconcerting at first.
Fortunately a smile and a "good afternoon", "ahh sorry, no change", "of course have one of mine" (furthering my support of the aforementioned industry), and they tend to wander off with a "nice hat/tie/coat" sort of comment.
One must admit, it is an experience I could well do without.
The owner of my local pub once did it perfectly.
A chav wandered in and looking at his surroundings realised it was not the place for him.
Before he had a chance to go, the landlord welcomed him with a handshake. When asked why he had no Stella he was told : 'Well Sir, we find not selling it keeps the riff-raff out.' He then sold the lad a pint of Bass while making polite chat with him. Was he new to the area? Did he play Golf? Maybe he'd be interested in joining the cricket team? He enquired as to the lad's business telling him this was a great place to make contacts.
The chav drank his pint, and clearly hated it. Thanked the landlord and wandered off no-doubt puzzled.
Much better than just telling him to fk iffy
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