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My current top five hates

It finished last night, please refer to the ramblings of me & MK in the Dragons Den thread. Given the chance you would do the twins though wouldn't you?

I've never really watched it so not sure who you mean. But yeah, probably.
 
1. Satnav – not the concept of having a satellite navigational system on board a car, the abbreviation and composition of the two words satellite and navigation into the non-word SATNAV! FFS it will take you about 1 second longer to say “Satellite Navigation”. Then you get “Oh , I just put the postcode in my Satnav and the journey was easy”, “my Satnav says I’ll be with you in 8 minutes”. SATNAV, SATNAV, SATF***INGNAV. Shut the f*** up! What next Wiggy eulogising about DarFla despite him being a shorar?

2. Arrogantly thick people – example: office discussion about Indian restaurants. One women says “my favourite bit in an Indian is the Pompadoms”. I say, “they are Pappadoms.” “No!” she says, “they are Pompadoms.” “No, no, no” say I “Pappadoms, they are Pappadoms”. She says “Julie, what are they Pompadoms or Pappadoms?” Julie says “Pompadoms, definitely Pompadoms.” “They’re you are told you I was right” she says! Why do I bother with such people?

3. Jamie Oliver – false ****! All this “pukka” “whack it ‘ere, whack it there” $hite. You are from North Essex near Saffron Walden, not East London you plastic cockney ****. Did you see him a few years back on The Frank Skinner Show? He used to draw penises on his wall at home. He is a knob. This bull$hit about school dinners. Nobody likes them anymore, because of your self-serving, self-promoting, aren’t I brilliant interference. I hate him! He is not a very good chef anyway.

4. Ballroom Dancing – Strictly Coom Dancing (as pronounced by that bint who presents it), Dancing with the Stars. Hell on Earth! All that poncing about in sequins, and women seem to think the men that do it are wonderful. Why? And that look the men have to do with their face, whilst dancing. It’s like a public schoolboy has just put his finger through the final sheet of bog roll.

5. Please refer to my angst ridden piece on Tea from a year or two ago.
 
2. Arrogantly thick people – example: office discussion about Indian restaurants. One women says “my favourite bit in an Indian is the Pompadoms”. I say, “they are Pappadoms.” “No!” she says, “they are Pompadoms.” “No, no, no” say I “Pappadoms, they are Pappadoms”. She says “Julie, what are they Pompadoms or Pappadoms?” Julie says “Pompadoms, definitely Pompadoms.” “They’re you are told you I was right” she says! Why do I bother with such people?

It's definitely all about the pappadoms though. Especially if the Indian restaurant in question has a decent chutney tray! :D
 
A new one. Just come back from the gym and there was some crappy music channel on, one where illiterate children text in messages that are displayed below the usual hippedy-hop video. One moronic idiot kept on texting:

Chavs rule da streets. Don't mess wiv da Chav, we rule m8!

Another: Chavs sux. Emo's rule!

Jesus when did it come to this? ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
 
A new one. Just come back from the gym and there was some crappy music channel on, one where illiterate children text in messages that are displayed below the usual hippedy-hop video. One moronic idiot kept on texting:

Chavs rule da streets. Don't mess wiv da Chav, we rule m8!

Another: Chavs sux. Emo's rule!

Jesus when did it come to this? ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Tut tut. The youth of today, eh MK?
 
White boys who speak like they were born in Kingston, Jamaica rather than Kingston-upon-Thames.

And then walk around with their hands down their tracksuit bottoms whilst wearing a hat adorned with the name of an American sports team they've almost certainly never heard of.
 

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