I love 6music, I really do. I mean I'm a middle aged, middle class dad, I'm the prime demographic. But if I fucking hear Mogwai one more time I will lobotomise myself with a pen to the eardrum.
I mean, this isn't news is it? I thought it was one of their policies.
What a lovely spring day for my house to still be bloody freezing!
All I want is for someone to sing Tears for Fears to my face, repeatedly
That's why I drink so I'll be who they think I am
As an amateur rapper I just want to say.
Come and see me line dance at Camp Hill tomorrow!
Talking to real people and dating is bloody hard at my age. The dance of 'so they fancy me?' is a complex and delicate thing!
Just going line dancing. Yeah you heard that right, line dancing.
Waiting around for the Dr's to ring you when you feel unexplainably ill is always fun.
Stood at the door to work earlier this week and a friend walked in.
"Are you the gatekeeper?"
She said.
Obviously I replied with
"Are you the key master?"
Nothing, just a nervous chuckle and she walked off. Had to explain it to this fellow gen Xer afterwards. Couldn't believe it. Gutted.
Looking forward to seeing this on r/Peterexplainsthejoke later on
Is there a better way to go about it? I'm happy to learn from my mistakes. Less happy to be abused for them.
Now I understand the need for people to try and understand why other people feel the way they do. But when explaining why I was called out as disgusting and summarily blocked.
I want to prevent this from becoming an echo chamber. But when I tried that on Twitter I was hounded by people demanding to know why I followed certain hateful figures.
If it's wrong to judge someone on how they pronounce croissant, I don't want to be right.
Started line dancing about a month ago. In an effort to meet people. I was spending a lot of time alone. Not that I mind time alone, but too much of anything is bad for you. Anyway, my coordination is as bad as it's always been, and I hate country music. But I'm the only bloke there so silver lining
Just another day in the life of me. Oversharing online never hurt anyone, right?
Welp, at least I got my old name back... almost.
