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Lateness.
When a mate or family member calls you on the phone, then 30 seconds into the call says someone else is trying to get through I'll call you back. Sod that, my time is just as valuable as yours. Straight to voicemail you go.
Keep ‘em coming mate I’ve almost filled me “weekly SMB miserable moaning minges” bingo card.People smoking by entrances.
People blocking supermarket isles while chatting.
People who don’t signal when turning right on a roundabout
So is it Gouda or Edam for you?
I always get them mixed up - I like the little red wax ones!
At the risk of attracting your ire and, as surprisingly I have been all over the Netherlands and to Copenhagen loads of time, I always have to take a second to make sure I get the right one of the two.
Just a second to work it out in my head, but that pause sometimes feels long
People smoking by entrances.
People blocking supermarket isles while chatting.
People who don’t signal when turning right on a roundabout
Sounds like repetitive whinging is a major annoyance?Keep ‘em coming mate I’ve almost filled me “weekly SMB miserable moaning minges” bingo card.
Seriously the same shite gets trotted out every time these threads appear. It’s tedious as fuck.
Very odd, Danish sounds feck all like Dutch.I cannot return to England without someone confusing Danish with Dutch. If I live to be a hundred I will still not understand it.
Same on here but am used to that and just smile it off as I know it's a long-running joke, of course. But when meeting and talking to real life people in the North East and they still after all these years get my nationality mixed up, I just don't get it. Depending on my mood I either just shrug it off and say nothing or if it is the second time that day I'll probably say something.
When I was back over a few months ago I was chatting to a musician from a local band. I have known the band for years and him, too. In the break between the two sessions we were standing outside having a smoke when he suddenly began to ask me about Dutch cheeses. At first I thought he was taking the mickey so I didn't say anything. But he went on for a couple of minutes and it dawned on me that he was being serious. That was the first time I realised that when even people who have known me for years get the two mixed up, then there really is little hope. Guess I'll just have to continue shrugging it off. I have decades of practise anyway. But it does boggle my mind.
I find it very therapeutic.Restringing guitars. Absolutely awful way to spend time.
I've got a 12 string acoustic and a 6 string acoustic need doing. Can I drop them off.I find it very therapeutic.
Delicious irony to this as all you do is twist on about the board and what's posted on it.Keep ‘em coming mate I’ve almost filled me “weekly SMB miserable moaning minges” bingo card.
Seriously the same shite gets trotted out every time these threads appear. It’s tedious as fuck.
The original geordies are believed to have originated in DarlingtonBlack and white bastards.
You can swap geordie with "from Newcastle" if you like, it's interchangeable.
Danish people speaking English do sound quite similar to Dutch people speaking English.The hidden Tibetan Quarter of Fulwell.
Very odd, Danish sounds feck all like Dutch.
Was this Mux and if so is he getting back on here, he is a miss? Also I absolutly love danbo (I think that's the right name).I cannot return to England without someone confusing Danish with Dutch. If I live to be a hundred I will still not understand it.
Same on here but am used to that and just smile it off as I know it's a long-running joke, of course. But when meeting and talking to real life people in the North East and they still after all these years get my nationality mixed up, I just don't get it. Depending on my mood I either just shrug it off and say nothing or if it is the second time that day I'll probably say something.
When I was back over a few months ago I was chatting to a musician from a local band. I have known the band for years and him, too. In the break between the two sessions we were standing outside having a smoke when he suddenly began to ask me about Dutch cheeses. At first I thought he was taking the mickey so I didn't say anything. But he went on for a couple of minutes and it dawned on me that he was being serious. That was the first time I realised that when even people who have known me for years get the two mixed up, then there really is little hope. Guess I'll just have to continue shrugging it off. I have decades of practise anyway. But it does boggle my mind.
They don't.The original geordies are believed to have originated in Darlington
Danish people speaking English do sound quite similar to Dutch people speaking English.
You could have made that into an official post Tex to contribute to this thread, along the lines of "Tedious, pointless, repetitive posts on a football forum"Keep ‘em coming mate I’ve almost filled me “weekly SMB miserable moaning minges” bingo card.
Seriously the same shite gets trotted out every time these threads appear. It’s tedious as fuck.