Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Pure class

Nice. I just spotted a guy picking up discarded cigarette butts out of the gutter and the planter boxes on the footpath, then smoking them. This place just gets better and better.

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Wednesday, December 08, 2010

Social decay

I noticed a story in the news this morning about the potential banning of the serving of energy drinks mixed with alcohol.  The cited reason was that it would help to curb the steadily increasing level of 'street violence'.  Oh really?  That's a bit like saying we can eliminate forest fires by cutting down all the trees!  Honestly, where does this shit originate??  Any person (and I use that term very loosely) with a propensity for engaging in 'street violence' will continue to do so, regardless of the method they employed to become intoxicated.  Hell, some of these dickheads don't even need to be drunk!  Let's face it, the real problem here is that the shit end of society is (and has been for too many years) in an out of control breeding frenzy.  If you really want to stop the problem, introduce a 'procreation licence' instead.  Stop the grubs and bogans from breeding in the first place!  But, alas, it would be too little, too late.  Worse than ever now, society is straining under the collective weight of multiple generations of worthless, unemployable, oxygen thieving wretches.  I weep for the future, I really do.....

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Thursday, January 17, 2008

Social degeneration?

Every morning, I go for a walk around the corner to my favourite coffee shop for my daily caffeine hit. In order for me to get to said coffee shop, I have to walk past one of the astoundingly high number of pubs in this town. What's even more astounding, however, is the fact that virtually the same assortment of no-hoper types are invariably there, every day, without fail.

This really does beg a couple of questions. Why on earth does anyone need to be pissed at 08:30 in the morning? Honestly, even if you weren't gainfully employed (as this collection of miscreants clearly aren't), surely there's something more productive you could be doing with your time at that hour of the day?? Of course, that begs another question in that if you weren't pissed at the pub at 08:30 every day, perhaps you may find it easier to become gainfully employed?

Now, don't think I'm only talking about blokes here. Roughly half of the aforementioned group are women. And what a delightful bunch of ladies they are too. I don't think I've even heard sailors swear as much as this lot. Just lovely :-/

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Friday, November 10, 2006

The mysteries of urinary accuracy.

RANT

There's not many things that annoy me, (actually, who am I trying to kid here? Lots of things annoy me, but this one is a real pet peeve.....) but WTF is it with guys who can't manage to urinate without pissing on the floor/seat of the fkng toilet??? Our urinals at work are broken at present, so we're having to use the stalls. Every single one of them has a puddle of piss in front of it that you could just about fkng drown in! How the fk can you *possibly* miss a hole *that big*, while you're standing *right on top of it*?!??!

Is it just the fat bastards who can't see their own penis who are at fault here? Surely you don't need to be able to see it to know which way it's pointing?? I mean, *I* can manage to take a piss in pitch darkness in the middle of the night without hosing the place down and I don't think that makes me extraordinarily talented in any way, so that can't be it.

Perhaps it's the 'gotta shake the fk out of it like I'm being electrocuted' types? A tip for those guys.......did you not notice that roll of paper on the wall right next to you??

Public loos are even worse.....it's like everyone who uses them has a fkng lawn sprinkler attached to the end of their dick.

Maybe I need to get some signs made up and surreptitiously installed on the walls in there. "Don't Boast, Stand Close" or "If You Can't Slam Dunk It, Sit This One Out" would be a good start I reckon......fkng grubs......

/RANT

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