I hate

did you actually? the managers don't manually dictate what stock the stores have in. it's all controlled centrally. people who work in retail already get enough grief off the general public as it is...

No hot ashes, shirley?

The only difference between hot and cold ashes is time. I can wait.

woosh?

could well be. let's wait and see

cut flowers, salsa and toilet paper.
bunch of dipshits.

was how I read it

wow that gag was well hidden. like a shard of broken glass in a bag of trick-or-treat haribo

I’ve served my time on the receiving end of retail angst. I’m aged and cranky and it’s time to get revenge. A bit here and a bit there keeps me sane. As they say; every Lidl helps.

Sleaford Mods

Yep.

Don't hate Idles though. The Sleaford Mods aren't their fault and they're better shouty people.

I hate IDLES too.

But I really hate Sleaford Mods. Funny for five minutes. If I wanted to listen to a ranty twat spouting bollocks I'd go down the local precinct and stand outside Brighthouse

Dopey fuckwits (this one was on his bicycle) who pop out from behind buses to go against the traffic flow, without looking, on your side of the road, and smash into you buckling your front wheel and basket. WAC.

Drinking off milk

the Choco fucking Leibniz.

more specifically, the fact that it beat out the mighty Chocolate Hobnob in the office biscuit world cup.

horrible, tooth shattering nazi labour exploiting forrun muck.

time to find a new job.

I have a preference for bald hobnob over a chocolate one.

Liebniz has no place winning anything other than "shit rich tea" categories, though.

Chocolate Digestive FTW

Chocolate Digestive FTW

...dark or otherwise?

A few years back my kid had been out in S Korea teaching for a year, and his mum finally planned a trip out there. Anything I can bring you? she asked. Milk chocolate Hob Nobs please mum.
This went on for days before the flight, him checking she had them, yes they’re in the fridge, four packets, yes I won’t forget, yes they’re in my bag, all packed, I’m not an eejit, stop worrying.

Two days and 5,000 miles later she presented him with four packets of plain chocolate Digestives, which he could buy in a store in Geoje. He later described it as “the worst day of my life”.

Oh good, I thought it was just me.

I hate them in the same way I hate Kate Tempest.

Kate Tempest

Also this! An evergreen choice on this thread!

Hob nobs have palm oil in and are only eaten by people that hate orangutans

Ruins 6 Music. They give her SO MUCH AIRTIME.

6 Music

Also this!

I'm like a dog, I need the radio on whilst working from home so I feel less alone. 6 music is the least worst option.

it's been a long 8 months, but i've finally concluded that magic is the way to go for a complex set of very good reasons

This is not a hate but biscuit related and more of a confession.
I like to take two bites out of a chocolate hobnob or digestive at roughly the ten o'clock and two o'clock position. I can then place thumb and forefinger at each position enabling me to grip said biscuit and eat or dunk without melted chocolate on my flesh.