A cunting for the Millennial BBQ.
That is, A BBQ in a park or somebody’s garden, town or country, with the majority of the invited being gormless millennials.
I know lots of IsAC’s posters are older, but let this be a warning. I’m of the age that can be considered Gen X or millennial, but Ive worked with older blokes most of my life, had older mates when I was in my teens and generally identify with the Boomer/Gen X mindset. I like to help out at a bbq and often cook the food because I can. Nobody has ever complained.
The problem is that buying a fair bit of extra food, cooking and generally helping out a host is seen by some as a reason to take the piss, especially by millennials.
Some ‘rock up’ with 3 extra people the host wasnt expecting. They don’t bring any food with them, just a six pack of Fosters between 5 of them. Somebody else’s booze will do.
There’s the mercenaries who turn up, repeatedly ask when the food will be ready, then go home. telling the host to ‘let them know when it’s ready’ (this happened to a friend having a house-warming get-together.in a very small garden. She knew what the cunts were like but she was far too nice and they left her in tears).
There are the impatient cunts and groakers who want you to get their food on so they can eat up and not have to socialise.too much It doesn’t matter that other people arrived before and you’re the one cooking it all. To rub it in they’ll tell you to cook the daughter’s a bit longer, just to make sure. The groakers hang about,waiting for the first burger to get the first hint of a caramelised crust, waving a cigarette around snd holding their bap open.
‘Is it ready? Is it ready? Is it ready? Yeah just stick it in.. no ain’t got a plate no time for that taken long enough as it is… ‘fella’!’
Then there’s the piggy carnivore.
Loading their plate with burgers, chops, shish kebabs and taking more than enough meat for one sitting.
No salad, and not even a burger bap.
‘Yeah i don’t really DO salad’.
My girlfriend at the time. ‘Well, you do here.. please’. The bloke in question was an absolute child and checking going back to nab burgers or anything spare on the meat front. Never invite the unemployed to a bbq. They have enough troughs to cater for their entitled, grasping nature.
These days I only bother cooking for close family. All of those lazy entitled millennisls can sit in their public parks near dog toilets or Brighton beach cooking value burgers on a foil tray while getting sun burn and food poisoning..
Fucking pikey millennial cunts.
Nominated by Cuntamus Prime.
