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Bugger bollocks and cunty things

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By *odareyou OP   Man
over a year ago

not far from iceland,,,,,, tescos is nearer though :-) (near leeds)

Can anyone explain why,.. why I say why

When you're in a rush, the cunty thing that creates the most inconvenience to you happens... Thus causing a bugger and bollocks moment (s).

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Losing my keys when I'm about to rush out the door. Happens to me on a daily basis x

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

It's because you're rushing and not thinking straight.

Calm down , take a deep breath and don't rush and things will sort themselves out.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Losing my keys when I'm about to rush out the door. Happens to me on a daily basis x"

Yep, then you drop them, and pick them up and just about stood up and you drop them again....about twenty five times

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

If you don't get stressed by anything then nothing bothers you

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I left for work in my slippers this morning five mins down road and realised lol

had to go all the way back to change them Ffs!!!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I come into work on the motorbike this morning not knowing I needed fuel, ended up pretty much stripping off at the pump to get my bank card out to pay. Put the card in my jacket after using it, got into work and needed the cash machine, you guessed it, walked over to find I had left it in my bike jacket and had to do the whole trip again lol

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Had to get my daughter to Bristol to catch her coach this morning. Left in what I thought was plenty of time but every bastard bus, lorry, roadworks and slow-arse driver were on the road at that moment. It's like they all conspired to wind me the feck up. We got there just in time. I had gone purple with rage by that time, spitting and swearing. My poor daughter

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