why? Cos I'm wanting to call you names now!:(

Hmmm.....

If your sister is 'Working Class' well then are you not also 'Working Class', presuming of course you were indeed raised by the same parents/in the same family ?

Or do you believe that you are no longer in said class because maybe you now earn alot of money/live in a fancier part of the Country ?

Nice Attitude ! :hmph:

Anyone who makes differentiations based on what 'class' they belong in !

Marketing people

People who deeply scratch and scar your bumper on your nearly new car with their luggage trolley at Gatwick and don't leave a note.

Martin Tyler going 'Aguerooooooooooooo' shuddup

This post is the equivalent of an own goal I think:D

Farts that roll up your ballbag but don't detonate.

Stand around in a field for 5 days. Chuck a rock at each other. Oops just killed someone chucking a rock at someone's head. Stand about a bit more. Oh it's raining let's call it a draw and all go for a cup of tea. BOLLOCKS. And I've played the game, I had to at school. It's BOLLOCKS.

And the Indian Premier League covered on Sky Sports and SSN. Why?

People my age or older on skate board.

Grade A super*****

Golf
Ed Miliband
AND David Cameron

ICELAND AIR--- useless twats

She falls into that catogory of social climber that appears to flaunt her humble background so as to make her achievements appear more impressive, whereas I put her stupid estuary english accent down to mere affectation. As for working class people traveling outside of Europe, I wouldn't mind if it opened their minds a little bit when they got home, but it rarely does; they still have that nervous expression on their faces when confronted by someone that looks a bit different to them or doesn't match up to their anal level of hygine and cleanliness; and their high point of sophistication is making themselves look like something out of TOWIE and taking the kiddies to white-washed, poncy pubs in the country that have chandeliers (Tatsfield and one in Leaves Green).

Guess where I was today... :D

Shut up

Touched a nerve ? Who said anything about not understanding the game ?

I fully understand it ... That's why it annoys me. Don't think you can explain the game to me so I "get it" .

Anyway, it's my annoyance ! I don't have to have justify it, unless I'm asked politely to do so .

I suggest you chill out and go to a 5 day game .... May I suggest going on the 5th day ? Make sure you take your newspaper, set the parking ticket to "All Day" and try to remember your sun cream for when you fall asleep.

Don't worry about not getting in....there'll be plenty of seats.

Oh and by the way, my annoyance is nothing to do with what has happened in the last few days ....

Pretty much anyone on here with a premiership join date.

Recycled trolls.

:hi: these ******* plastics do my head in.

me too, about 25 years ago. ;)

^^^ THIS ^^^

The people responsible for making sure even the most intellectuality challenged can answer a mulitple choice question in a call-in quiz by making the question SO SO easy.

What letter comes after A in the alphabet ? Is it:-
A: 4 B: B or C: French

Bastards !

:D

:D because it is a fact that joining the bbs and beginning your support of Palace are synonymous.

Indeed Mr Johnny Come Lately :D

I got my BBS password in my club membership pack, with the notepad and that 'eagles on board' car sticker. It, more than anything else, finally gave me the feeling of belonging I have always craved.

You only waited to join after seeing if there was still a club around. Plastic.

Me plastic ? No way ! But my wife Barbie is .....

:D must spread rep etc...

Pretty much anyone on here who can't remember Divisions 1,2,3 & 4 - and maybe even Division 3, North & South.

I'd say anyone who can't remember Mullery getting fold to f##k off by the pope is a suspect..

People who still say Premier***p it's the Premier League

My indoctrination into Palace was via the Third division South more a case of do the crime serve the time.

You bet your sweet life with that track record.....I have really enjoyed the good times1:D

Actually I loathe inverted snobbery. It is admirable for working class people to make good and afford to take holidays outside Europe

Amanda Holden - why exactly is she famous?

Binmen who think it's clever to leave your bin in the middle of your drive

My Wife x 50 really knows how to wind me up at the moment

Woman at work who thinks I'm interested in hearing all about her "cute" little yappy dog.

God she does go on... then tells the same frigging stories to others that come by.

In fact open plan work areas should be banned altogether... bloody Scandinavians and their bloody stupid ideas - and bloody Americans for buying into the stupid Scandinavians ideas.

Work bosses talking politics or race. Or both.

So easy.

Banging Neil Morrisey (Palace fan yay!) while being married to Les Dennis (who?)

Troll hunters...just let them be.

Lack of open WIFI almost anywhere. Always needing to sign on and register for it. I heard London was going to be the place for WIFI hotspots, but you end up having to sign up to be flooded with spam. Not even WIFI in Starbucks at London Bridge. Just open your WIFI up if you're a public business - all this 0123456789 nonesense.

If you have a little cafe or hostal who is going to come in just to use free internet?

Shagging the bloke that hosted Family Fortunes when it had become totally shit?

I mean seriously, would you?

(Obviously you'd do Holden, but that's for another thread)

Just those who does not have a sense of time and who can lie with a straight face, as if everything is well and good. And definitely those who are always present in all work place, the "credit-grabbers".

Well get her to tell the story of how this horrid man in the office punched her little bastard to death and stuck it in a KFC box in her desk.

:lux::lux:

That makes me feel a right glory hunter as I didn't come on board until 66-7 when we were Div 2. A. I only got into football after the World Cup B. When my Grandad lifted me up on his shoulders on Grangewood Park to show me a bit of a game through his binoculars it was a bit of an Accrington Stanley, who are they? moment.

Going out for dinner and/or drinks and being faced with a bunch of rules and regulations.

One drink per person, order from the set menu because there's more than 5 people at your table, no you can't do that, sorry that's only for our members, sit down, stand up, this area is closing, move along please, no service from this side, sorry we don't do doubles...or shots...no beer on tap, plastic glasses, drinks tickets only, no drinks beyond this point, cue here, one in one out, no dancing, don't smile, don't look, don't breath, don't do...and definitely don't.

Bouncers and Security fuel the fire inside my socially sensitive soul.

I don't know where you went for that experience but suggest you don't go back

Which Morrissey song is that from ?

The expression "the next level" it seems to everywhere from teams, to players, to products, to sales figures. Please please use something else.

The fact that people don't think escalator etiquette applies anywhere other than a tube station.

It should. Had to meet a colleague at Westfield the other day. The gormless, slack-jawed yokels lounging on the wrong side of the escalator drove me to distraction.

Yep. What the **** IS this mysterious 'next level'?

For us, to be an established PL team that no one expects to go down. Aiming to finish in the top 10 every season with a solid infrastructure (TG, academy etc).

Ask any Charlton fan if you don't know

Heavy petting?

Mobile phones. Quite simply the worst invention, ever.

I think I've only experienced one of those listed above, plastic glasses on matchdays.

Maybe it's an Aussie evening out, or you're choosing the wrong places?

Until they break, and then you really miss them.

It's like 'tomorrow', ie something you never actually reach.

Because as soon as we reach the next level, that becomes our current level and we want a different next level.

But we wouldn't miss them if we never had them. Life was so much better without them

The expression, used at every Palace game after The Crystals perform, ''Give it up for.'' Like you've been holding it back!!

Lets face it many have.

Anne Widdecombe, Anne Widdicombe.

mate you should come to China, you see security guards having to tell people not to put their shopping trolleys on them

Forgetting my headphones this morning, which means no doubt having to listen to some div jabbering pig latin into their phone at a ridiculous volume on the train home this evening.

Except in multi storey car parks.

Bastards who have loud keypad tones. Dib dib dib dib dib f*cking dib.

Agreed 100%, I know they have their value but they have turned 80% of the population into mindless self obsessed pillocks.

Mobile phones are superb........sadly many mobile phone users are indeed self-obsessed and inconsiderate.

Sorry missed those last two posts was on Facebook and taking a selfie.

Is that a euphemism ?

Which prison was that?

Getting home from a weekend away and realising that I have left my tablet charger in the hotel.:veryangry

people who are behind you in a revolving door but still feel the need to push, speeding it all up so you have to jump out the other side. I'm pushing so you don't have to you dolt!

Sure. But then wouldn't the world be about 80% better if they just never existed? :)

My biggest problem with mobiles and laptops is some workplaces think that the train ride into work is now an extension of the office.

The more and more I see that kind of stuff, the happier I am that my employee doesn't expect this kind of shit off me.

Have never experienced this. Must be tempting to stay in it, pushing it round and forcing them to jump out instead.

People who start sentences with 'you do realise', raising their twat rating from medium to severe instantly.

And then your wife says "which hotel was it, I will phone them for you".

Melbourne, Australia.

Lots of Red Tape but people seem anaesthetised to it.

I like the (probably apocryphal) story of the warm up act at an Orange lodge comedy night ending by saying "Give it up for …" and a voice from the audience booms out "NO SURRENDER!".

The word "bants". Especially when used by "adults".

Palace taking reduced ticket allocations when it is obvious to anyone else they need the full amount.

People who take full size bikes on rush hour trains. If you want to cycle to work do so and get the **** off the train you ****

This
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Genuinely hate watching stuff with people who stare at their phones the whole time.

Apple have a lot to answer for.

If Gogglebox was realistic all the kids on it would be constantly on their phones except the half Greek girl who would be looking in a mirror and that half German div twat who would be picking his arse and eating it.

Those two lumps from Brixton would still just be stuffing their fat faces though having already used their phones to order kebabs pizza and chicken. Fat c*nts.

:D which one is the bubble though?

The good looking daughter. Self aware the whole time.

Still can't see her. The northern one?

She's not in it any more. The family was booted because the dad decided to run for ukip or something.

Oh yes, with the gay brother and thick mother :)

She really was ******* thick.

Something else that annoys me: the political parts of Googlebox. Leave it out. Don't care what they think of the Ukips or Sturgeon or whatever. Especially the rich Tory poshos.

No you're thinking of big big fat dad, the thick as shit mother, the big fat 14 year old daughter who sucks her thumb and the son who so badly wants to wank his big fat dad off.

Head and shoulders ads. 'Visible flakes with regular use'

...what the hell? Is that not a bit of a drawback for your stupid anti dandruff shampoo product??

And the trouble is...to show impartiality, it will continue now until something positive & negative has been said about every feckin party.

The bubble family were from Brighton.

:D when you think about it, all the mothers are well thick, even the essex one thats left, except for scouse Leons wife.