Trivial things that really get on your tits

Just me then?

In films or on telly when people smack their lips in an overacting manner when eating.

makes me facking insanely livid

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When a sloppy sports editor fails to put day and evening cards on their own page thus making me flip back and forth like a crazy octupus.
Rouses me to heights of intense fury.

The button the presenters press on the lottery,Why is it there it doesn't start the draw,The guy with the gloves in the background starts the draw.
wouldn't get on my t?ts as much if the over paid BBC lachies didn't hit it using false enthusiasm "GOOOOD LUUCK EVERRRONE"  WHACK

TV programmes that end with the typical comment  "If you've been affected by tonight's programme you can speak in private with one of our advisors on 0800 blahblahblah".

This strikes me as being a particularly phenomenon. Since when has it been the job of the TV channel (particularly the BBC) to offer some some sort of counselling service, possibly to a caller who is making things up. More pertinently, what sort of halfwit phones up a TV channel to discuss some potentially incredibly sensitive personal matter with someone who might well be some chancer journalist?

The worst thing is when the intrusive mobile phone/mp3 player/computer antics take place in the designated Quiet Zone, and the ticket inspector avoids going near the place for fear of confrontation.

It's a bit like the stewards at football matches who continually turn a blind eye to all manner of scandals, for fear of getting a good kicking.

The gloves are there to mimic the unimpeachable credentials of the late, great Len Ganley

unimpeachable credentials of the late, great Len Ganley

you would know how funny that was if you had known him

Burton-Brewers • June 14, 2013 9:47 PM BST
unimpeachable credentials of the late, great Len Ganley

you would know how funny that was if you had known him

Are you implying Len wasn't averse to sticking a rogue fiver into his waistcoat pocket?

Len? Never!

Len was surely the unimpeachable, respected by all, man of honour, dignity, wisdom and probity who would have transferred seamlessly from Snooker Referee, to overseeing the Decommissioning the weapons of Republican and Loyalist paramilitary organisations.

And a man who never so much as broke wind at a snooker game, let alone do so violently.

Any man who reckons he's heard Len drop his guts during  a televised event is making it up

absolutely everybody - and I mean everybody - is doing his stance

And I for one will go to my grave devastated that I never boarded a bus where he was the conductor. The ticket would never have been safer than in those immaculate white gloved hands.

Colin Murray's seeming insistence on breathing.

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Have a look at the bottom of the screen and see how large their massive research audience, they will all be something stupid like this: 

79% of 121 women agree

That's 95.59% women ffs

Never mind it being 121 out of a world population of roughly 2.5 billion women, how did 0.59 of a woman like it.

SF, you need a hobby! You're one ropey advert away from a spree of some sort.

79%...Nigerian calculator...?