I’m not happy unless I’m moaning…

There is nothing/no-one that doesn't irritate the shiz out of me!!!

Queue Jumpers

Queue Jumpers

Do you think all of us walking in a line are just doing so to escort you to the front safely??

Well, newsflash twat face – there’s this thing here in the UK called a f***ing queue. GET IN IT (preferably at the back instead of pretending you don’t know what’s going on so you can merge in half way down). I can see you!!!

As the old tap on the shoulder & a seething ‘oi, there’s a queue’ is met with a blank open-mouthed stare, I’m considering investing in a (discreet) taser…. or a knuckle-duster…. oh & something sharp to attach to my not-sharp-enough elbows that’ll fit undetected under my coat.




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