Saturday, 14 November 2009

Cock gobbling fuck farts

Is there any fucking thing worse than being dragged out of bed by a chirpy relative who doesn't realise that NORMAL FUCKING PEOPLE SLEEP IN ON A FUCKING SATURDAY MORNING?

10 comments:

Schlumpf23 said...

Guess that doesn't make me a normal fucking person... Always had my suspicions! I'm certainly not chirpy though, bitter, angry & pissed off more like.

sixtypoundsaweekcleaner said...

These days my middle name is grumpy.

wv: fight

Is it trying to tell us something?

BTS said...

Sorry dad..

aljahom said...

What? All of a sudden you're not master of your own destiny?

On a Saturday of all days?

Tell them to fuck off. Cunts.

JP said...

I thought exactly the same fucking thing this morning. Although it was only my bloody budgie chirping away. Fucking thing ain't nothing but trouble...

BTS said...

Can I come up from the cellar yet..?

the man who fell back to bed said...

I was shifted from in front of the tv this morning by the Jehovah Squad.

does that count?

Anonymous said...

Don`t sleep with your fucking relative`s then !

SteveShark said...

Our bonsai tigers ((C) AlJahom) keep waking us up.
Play, eat, sleep...in the next life I'm coming back as a fucking cat.

HeartAttackSurvivor said...

Ha! You should savour the delights of my basement flat where the upstairs inhabitants clatter about like Flamenco dancers in hobnailed boots at 7 EVERY fucking morning; and think nothing of slapping on some six-fingered good-ole boy thigh slapping total SHITE redneck rockabilly with a doublebass going thumpThumpthumpThumpthumpThump and some twat knocking seven shades of shit out of a snaredrum interminably, starting at 9a.m. on Sunday for the duration of the day just when the missus and I are thinking about a leisurely slobfest over a decent fryup and several relaxing cuppas. Bastards.
At least you can put the phone down on a relative. Yours or Mrs. Clown's, anyway? Could be difficult diplomatically.....

wv:jiztick
My feelings exactly.