and their ‘Whoosh’ are cunts.
The Mrs is usually a self sufficient type. Goes out and does things herself.
However, the other day she had a rare headache and decided to order some paracetamol and a couple of other things on the Tesco Whoosh thing.
Anyroad, the stuff arrives. But it’s some ethnic personage who talks Waka Waka.
He asks the old lady for her passport, otherwise she won’t get the tablets (and the oranges, milk and bread she also ordered). I was not standing for that, and I read their own rules out to this jobsworth pillock…
‘Tesco legally requires customers to be at least 16 years old to buy paracetamol. Under their “Think 25” policy, delivery drivers are required to ask for photo ID for any age-restricted or medicinal item if the recipient appears under 25.’
Well, as in fine physical condition as Mrs Norman is, she is 46 years of age. And – no offence to my beloved – she does not look either 16 or 25. She is a mature beautiful woman, and obviously no kid or Gen Z. The knobhead wasn’t having it ‘De App sez ya got to have eye dee!’ I told her she was wasting her time, so I told him to stick it. It was a matter of principle. ID on your own doorstep? For fucking Paracetamol?! Nobody takes the piss out of my wife. Needless to say, neither of us will be using this dreadful tinpot service again. And, I dare say our written and phoned complaints will disappear into the ether with the ones made by other customers. More disgruntled ex- customers in the link….
Nominated by Norman.
Starmer urging the Scots and Welsh to support England.
Hang on, wasn’t the English, Welsh, Northern Irish and Scots coming together for Unite the Kingdom march faaar-Right?
Its ok when its in support of a bunch of fannies kicking a ball around.
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There should be clearly marked lanes in supermarkets.
The amount of times some middle aged gormless fuckin woman stands daydreaming in the middle of the aisle,
or some dozy fuckin pensioner.
Gets on my tits.
a green, ablebodied, quick walking, knows what theyre doing, and is in a rush lane.
Then a red, slow moving , all the time in the world, get underfoot lane.
some slsckjawed old twat can then fuck about with 2p off coupons and talk about holidays in a massive queue,
while important , quick thinking, no nonsense types like me can quickly pay and get the fuck out of there.
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Can’t help but agree.
While we’re at it, have your fucking card out, in your hand and ready to tap.
There should be a “wait while Hell freezes over ” lane while the purse is retrieved from bottom of the tartan shopping trolley.
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And I’m over 70, and often contemplate murder in supermarket checkout queues.
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You’ve missed out the favourite aisle, Mis. The one with all your favourite foods will be in the narrowest of all, to prevent all the fat cunts from going down it. You could take the piss by pretending to eat and guzzle everything, laughing your head off at the miserable fat cunts who will be weeping on their knees.
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oh ,
and if you work on a supermarket checkout,
not everyone wants a inane conversation with you about holidays, kids summer holidays,
football, the weather or frankly anything else.
You might think your hosting a talkshow and im somehow interested in your fuckin opinion but id prefer if you sped up before my goods defrost and you paid more attention to giving me the right change.
Do your job you dizzy cunt.
im not your mate.
i think your a boring cunt and if i see your manager ill tell them what a useless,
chatterbox cunt you are.
its nice to be nice.
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oh ,
charities you may think setting up a kiosk or desk near the exit of a supermarket is a savvy business move,
and that the time to mither someone and scrounge for a direct debit is when im carry my own weight in shopping bags.
wrong.
it doesnt shame me to tell you i couldnt give a fuck about if people dont have clean drinking water in african,
im honestly glad they dont.
And as for youths with muscular dystrophy why should i contribute to a minibus for them?
they never do anything for me,
the shaky little cunts.
i sometimes get a stiffy at the shocked face of some charity karen ive told i couldnt give a fuck.
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Even though supermarkets have their faults, there was nothing compared to what I suffered weekly at one of our corner shops, before the big ones became popular. I remember when you had to queue up behind dozens of people before being served by one person and how ridiculous it sounds now. Whilst in the queue with the week’s shopping list my mother gave me, the woman serving would shout out for everyone to hear. Don’t forget to tell your mother to pay something from last week’s bill before I allow her anymore tick. I would walk out with embarrassment and mother would go back to have it out with her. We would go to bed that night hungry. Hoping tomorrow would be better.
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Evening Sammy.
Dont know if you had one of these in your area but we used to have this polish bloke, Walter.
He had a old delivery van,
kitted out with racking and hed sell potatoes, bread, sweets, cigarettes,
everything really,
a mobile shop.
And you could get tick .
But if you didnt pay by Friday youd be barred.
He kept half our council estate fed.
Nice bloke, wore a apron like Arkwright and sounded like Count Dracula.
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We had one of those, MNC.
Nice auld fella.
He used to give me a few extra Blackjacks or Fruit Salad chews for my 10p back in 1980.
Gave me a bite of a special limited edition Marathon bar.
Then I must’ve been tired because I fell asleep in the back of his van.
I had a dream about a train squeezing into a tunnel and when I woke up, my bottom was hurting.
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Jeez, Mis.
There was the tatter man, pop guy, bread bloke, etc.
No end to the number of folk who would have you sign up for weekly deliveries.
Ought bar a milkman.
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We had Alpine pop wagon.
us kids would all chip in for a bottle then squabble over it.
you took the bottle back you got the 10p deposit.
Youd be taking your life in your hands if you tried to help yourself from the lorry.
They always employed sort of borstal boy types as labourers,
and theyd kick a kids head in for nicking .
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Evening Mis,
Forget to mention that was the early 50s I was talking about before.
Yes, I remember the mobile shop in the mid 60s when we moved to a new housing estate, but no tick. We were the early settlers on the Darnhill Council Estate in Heywood, before they built shops and eventually a pub. We Mancunians used to fight with the Eee by gum lot from Heywood’s monkey town.
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I used to Go to the Richmond Club in Heywood, good night out..🍺
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@doc…aye it was a decent gaff back in the day, so was the farmers arms in bury and the dirty shirt in Radcliffe 😩
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Another one which you might have gone to.
Cranberry Fair in Darwen..
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I’m just watching Spain play against some African team…🤔
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They are looking for a man. Please refrain from speculating. Unclear what colour he is, not discussed in the article. Please contact the police if you have any information that would assist them in their investigation.
https://www.dailymail.com/news/article-15977265/CCTV-released-Tube-passenger-alleged-rape.html
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Should start at London Zoo.
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Fuck me backwards, it’s literally
Australopithecus!
https://share.google/RYOxrGpjJbrW3LIgd
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He should be on top of skyscraper swatting biplanes, Cunt Engine.
You can almost feel his primeval instincts through the CCTV still, like a brooding silverback.
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In the Director’s Cut of King Kong, Naomi Watts bares her bumhole to Kong and he gives her a seeing-to so that her back passge looks like Wookey Hole.
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Au revoir Froggies.
Ta-ra Surrender Monkeys.
Bye Bye Mbappe.
Ribit. Ribit, Ribit…
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Well that was comfortable for the Spanish.
Only one African team left in the competition now.
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Only one more African team left in the competition.
The weight of the global majority rests on England’s shoulders.
The tea leaves suggest this augurs well for the septic isle.
Diversity will be the final’s strength…
https://share.google/9AnlZPj5LIJdyAwfB
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Well that’s half of the great conspiracy out of the window.
Spain didn’t play at their very best, but they didn’t really need to.
France were hopeless from the first few minutes, losing possession so easily.
Very few attempts on target from either team.
¡Aúpa España!
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Yes, they’ve had to adapt as too many people knew about the plan. Plan B was always going to be tapas whogs vs a diverse team. No way it’s going to be a fully Spanish final!
Plan A, and the Argentina referee conspiracy, was always a false flag.
It’s likely an England vs Spain final. However, a subplot is that Argentina is a regime favourite right now, having adopted neo liberal economic policies under the leadership of Jewish homosexual and former actor (again) Milei. England’s elites are however very unpopular with the US administration.
So it will depend on which oligarch group wins out. The football part is all incidental. Basically a computer game simulation. Not to be taken seriously. Think: Eurovision.
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Land tax under Burnham? Let’s hope so.
If it looks anything like this map then I am in favour. I will be better off, as will the north generally. The foreign sewer that is London will be looted. I think that is sensible, fair and highly amusing. Looks like the mini-me northern sewer, Manchester, will get hit as well, which is also reasonable and well deserved.
https://www.dailymail.com/news/article-15977105/Burnham-land-tax-London-South-East-charges-property-prices.html
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Just watched the highlights of France v Spain match and the best thing about it was pissing myself laughing watching a black frog kid crying its eyes out, in the arms of a miserable father frog.
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As old David Coleman might have said…
‘There’ll be some crying in the streets of Senegal tonight.’😁
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I work at a Onestop who are owned by Tesco and I can tell you first hand they are counts. The think 25 that covers painkillers covers energy drinks too, but they can still buy liquid sugar like coke or mtn dew. They give 0 fucks about staff safety, one I work at is awful for alcoholics stealing, they even threaten us and have hit us, one got off with “self defence” as a reason… Also randomly pay us £2 less than teso’s actual store staff. Fuck em right off the penny pinching cunts
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