I hate

With crispy bacon

Baguettes. Nasty hard things. All crust and no middle.

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Fuck of cloudflare, you inconvenient pile of shite.

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Yeah, that's not quite right though, is it, you gopping cuntlords.

Turmeric, you dirty staining bastard.

I can imagine, even the fresh stuff on a stainless knife takes a bit of scrubbing to remove. I love it though.

I hate applying for stuff. Competency based applications forms. Argh! The likely hood of rejection. It's not even paid FFS. Why am I doing it? I could be out BtoBing.

Lily pollen. Even worse imo

Lily pollen.

Also highly poisonous to cats.

I didn't mind Smile

Had to think about that one

I didn't mind Smile

I too read it as that at first.

&rep

Lazy, entitled Gumtree cunts.

I'm selling a heavy item for a genuine steal at £100. Collection only.

"Will you accept £60?"

No, £85 minimum.

"Will you bring it to East London so I can collect it from you there?"

You know what mate? Fuck off and I'll donate it to someone appreciative on Freecycle.

If it’s free, would you mind delivering it over to Oxfordshire?

So you can collect it from my broken body?

Lol

Cigars. They smell shite and are pretty much just used as a status symbol by nobs who like people in their immediate area to know they’re smoking a cigar.

They taste like shit too and it's really hard not to inhale when you've spent your life inhaling stuff.

I smoked one when I was about 17 and was smoking cigarettes at the time. I smoked it like a fag and threw my guts up on the pavement outside of a pub!

I don't mind the smell of them though.

I ran out of fags on a Sunday in Southern Spain when all the shops were shut once. Smoked and inhaled a cuban that was knocing around for a nicotine hit. Learned my lesson the hard way

No one talks about the poor old cigarillo anymore. But then I only ever recall seeing them named on customs allowance notices.

I remember a mate (who didn't smoke) picking me up a packet of something ghastly from Spain.
Ducados? Maybe
Rough as arseholes and deeply unpleasant.
Kinda fancy one now for old times sake.

(Also quite fancy a cigar, but ain't sitting in the garden for an hour in this weather)

poor old cigarillo

The ones in the green design / card box?

Aren't they just small, thinner cigars?

Ducados

Fucking hell, that brings back some fucking awful memories.