Fûckssake! The fúcking youth of today need working on if you ask me.
Obviously, I had the third pint.
Fûckssake! The fúcking youth of today need working on if you ask me.
Obviously, I had the third pint.
You should tell 'em so. "I've seen you, prancing like a tít.."Originally Posted by Burney
Scrabble? In Hertford?
****ing hell......
No, this is good. Playing games in pubs is on the up, and it's a good thing too. People used to play dominoes and backgammon and cribbage in pubs, for good social reasons. And pubs need all the reasons they can get to attract punters in these grim days of pubocide.
If only the brewers would BRING THE FECKING PRICES DOWN.
Do they not have Wetherspoons in London Village?
They do indeed, and I am a fan of the Coronet. Though snobby spastics refuse to go to 'spoonies because they hate mixing with the oiks.
Pfft. A fine selection of ales and almost edible food. Tim Martin is an utter cùnt but I'll quite happily make him richer if he continues to sell cheap ale
That's the thing. Not only is there a good selection but there is a fast turnover of barrels, so the beer is generally fresh as well as inexpensive. And people turn their noses up at this.
I have been to such an establishment three times in my life:
1. A Tuesday afternoon, around 3 p.m. Swindon. Two Irish were scrapping in the middle of the floor. No one batted an eye. I left.
2. South Croydon, with b. I saw people eat... matter. Unidentifiable stuff which came from a microwave.
3. Some place near the Angel, late on a Saturday night. There were drunken Irish and I had an argument with a bin man.
Go on. Call me a snobby spastic.
Snobby spastic.
There. I said it.
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