Sky having a burning log fire on the demand setting
Listen and watch the burning fire
Wtf
Think that would be quite soothing and in tune with our primal beginnings. Don't forget that there was a time, pre-Sky, when watching fire was all there was to do.
Or have ours of fun, using it as a prop for recreating the scene from Blazing Saddles.
Women and candles. I don't mind a few for atmosphere, but virtually every surface in our house is littered with them at Christmas. I'm sure she would stick one on my head if i didn't keep moving.
Tell me about it. My bird is mental about them. Drives me mad. Especially when we go out and she accidentally leaves them burning
What i dont get is why when a lane mergers into another one so for ex 3 lanes to 2 do people get so wound up that u merge i to their lane and your in front of them that they fkas call you a wanka then at the next lights when they open their car door to front you so when you get out they jump back in and drive off on the wrongside of the road
Whats that all about
I was in an accident a few years ago because of this, my lane was merging in to the other and a moron in a van wouldn't let me in, eventually backed off enough then tailgated me for a while. Car in front stopped suddenly, I slammed on the brakes and he hit me. Turned out it was my fault as very luckily he had a friend who was driving on the same road who said I swerved in and cut him up. Some people have no shame.
Drivers who don't read bus lane timings and then cut across me to turn left from the right-hand lane to avoid wandering, legally, into the lane. On a Sunday. At 9pm.
People who use the wrong lanes on roundabouts and don't indicate properly, ie, you think they are going straight when they join roundabout to join the road your in so you start pulling out, then they suddenly bare right without indicating. Particularly prevalent at the McDonald's roundabout in Greenhithe.
Drivers who don't read bus lane timings and then cut across me to turn left from the right-hand lane to avoid wandering, legally, into the lane. On a Sunday. At 9pm.
By Shooters Hill OB, Woolwichstan bound from Eltham.
For me personally it's the other way round. Why would anyone want to eat decaying flesh that's been contaminated with antibiotics, growth hormones and suchlike? And that's before I even get to the crux of the matter, which is meat is murder.
For me personally it's the other way round. Why would anyone want to eat decaying flesh that's been contaminated with antibiotics, growth hormones and suchlike? And that's before I even get to the crux of the matter, which is meat is murder.
For me personally it's the other way round. Why would anyone want to eat decaying flesh that's been contaminated with antibiotics, growth hormones and suchlike? And that's before I even get to the crux of the matter, which is meat is murder.
Women and candles. I don't mind a few for atmosphere, but virtually every surface in our house is littered with them at Christmas. I'm sure she would stick one on my head if i didn't keep moving.
Tell me about it. My bird is mental about them. Drives me mad. Especially when we go out and she accidentally leaves them burning
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Or have ours of fun, using it as a prop for recreating the scene from Blazing Saddles.
Women who bring up the above during utterly unrelated arguments
But hey-ho, each to their own ;o)
You might think it's unecessary, disgusting or babaric even, but that doesn't make it "murder".
Merry Christmas.