The Tyke wrote:Price tags that won't come off.

Where does this super strength sticky stuff come from and why won't it just peal off without trouble?

You try pealing slowly or quickly, but it doesn't matter, it still rips leaving half the paper on. You try to rub it off, but it just spreads the sticky residue all over the place. You try applying some hot water, or Simple Green, and just end up making more of a mess.

Unnecessarily sticky price tags. I hate you.

Zippo type lighter fuel usually will do the trick with this little inconvenience.
Also, If you use plenty in an unventilated space you'll get pleasantly light headed as a side bonus.

I kid, I kid.
No for goodness' sake don't inhale it.

vockins wrote:the "don't touch me" rush hour train douche.

If somebody's humping the shit out of your leg, hey, "don't touch me" makes a lot of sense, but if crowded trains piss you off that much, take a helicopter to work or move anywhere but the most densely populated city in the Western Hemisphere.

Yeah, I agree but I had to draw the line once with guy on a plane flight.

Some grumpy elderly fuck in the seat behind me was reading a broad sheet newspaper in such a way that it was actually partly resting on and flapping over the top of my head.

First I made a nonchalant flicking /hair ruffling gesture as if I was shooing away some insect/foreign object from my hair. He didn't get the message after me doing this a couple of times so I gently but more obviously deliberately pushed the paper away from my head . He rustled the paper a little bit and just carried on.

I then turned around and, said "please can you take your news paper off my head, it's not comfortable for me".

He told me "it's not my fault that you're tall!". I'm 5'11".

I said something like, "well of course my height's my fault but it's not my fault that you're a miserable and selfish asshole. Look at those people there, they've folded their papers to read them. They're considerate. Can you get it?!"

I sat down and this guy continued doing the same thing. I grabbed his paper this time slightly crumpled it and shoved away from my head back towards him and he started moaning and kicking at the back of my seat. I just gave up.
Unbelievable.

Mose Varty-Seppanen wrote:

The Tyke wrote:Price tags that won't come off.

Where does this super strength sticky stuff come from and why won't it just peal off without trouble?

You try pealing slowly or quickly, but it doesn't matter, it still rips leaving half the paper on. You try to rub it off, but it just spreads the sticky residue all over the place. You try applying some hot water, or Simple Green, and just end up making more of a mess.

Unnecessarily sticky price tags. I hate you.

Zippo type lighter fuel usually will do the trick with this little inconvenience.
Also, If you use plenty in an unventilated space you'll get pleasantly light headed as a side bonus.

I kid, I kid.
No for goodness' sake don't inhale it.

Nice, I have some of that left over from my smoking days, I'll give it a try. God damned super sticky stuff, I will conquer you yet!

The Tyke wrote:

Mose Varty-Seppanen wrote:

The Tyke wrote:Price tags that won't come off.

Where does this super strength sticky stuff come from and why won't it just peal off without trouble?

You try pealing slowly or quickly, but it doesn't matter, it still rips leaving half the paper on. You try to rub it off, but it just spreads the sticky residue all over the place. You try applying some hot water, or Simple Green, and just end up making more of a mess.

Unnecessarily sticky price tags. I hate you.

Zippo type lighter fuel usually will do the trick with this little inconvenience.
Also, If you use plenty in an unventilated space you'll get pleasantly light headed as a side bonus.

I kid, I kid.
No for goodness' sake don't inhale it.

Nice, I have some of that left over from my smoking days, I'll give it a try. God damned super sticky stuff, I will conquer you yet!

I swear by this stuff (and I believe it's non-flammable, if that matters):



Citrus Power! (but it probably won't give you a buzz...)

anyone else hate fake bullet holes? the kind you stick on the the back of your truck?

1) Failing to understand the concept of "hypothetical" When suggesting a hypothetical situation, eg., "What would you do if terrorists took over your plane?" someone responding "Well, I'd never be in a plane so..." It's the same as saying well, I don't havve any imagination so...

2) Not quoting your comedy sources. If you steal a gag you should reveal the originator rather than claim it for yourself, and not merely after looking round to see if it looks like anyone else already heard the joke on late night TV comedy a few days ago.

3) Maybe a UK thing: in restaurants & pubs, leaving the food menu out after you have stopped serving food. Very bad customer relations to have folk arrive, spend 15 mins selecting their lunch (and a second option in case something isn't available) then to be told by the cretin at the bar that they stopped serving 45 mins ago but he forgot to round up the fucking menus. This is standard procedure in so many places, and I wil one day go to prison for smashing a bottle over the bar tender's head and ramming the broken end into their throat and cookie-cuttering their larynx out before they even have chance to scream in shock and surprise at their own bad manners.

I just wanted to bring up the fly in the toilet that is always there on hot sweaty session such as the majority of the country is experiencing now.

Who is that fly?

I'm sweating balls there's no AC, my cigarette is stinking up the joint and that fucking fly won't leave me alone.

As far as checkout I enjoy saying no to the impatient women who tries to get infront of me when she has to be back at work and I only have one item. And the ass who takes advantage of undefined ettiquite of line-formage. The family of mom and three kids is more important than your juror badge.

DON'T GET UPSET WITH ME IF YOU CALL GEICO AND I TELL YOU REACHED SOME INSURANCE COMANY. F'n gecko printed the numer wrong.

And I enjoy hanging up on yr ass.

connor wrote:Mouth noises. I cannot tolerate smacking, finger licking, etc. I especially hate that pointless "tooth-sucking" noise you often hear hicks doing just for the hell of it. And since coming to NY, I've been inundated by this rapid gum-"snapping" noise in theaters, subways, etc.

This makes me want to kill. I stare at the offending individual with a look of pure hatred. What I think is even worse are people who need to vocalize their enjoyment of eating with "mmmmm's," and "ahhhhh's." So fucking disgusting. Oh, and the clanking of silverware on flatware, or, on one's own teeth. Fuck. I really, really, really, really, hate noisy eaters.

The television show "Mama's Family."

You're eight years old growing up in Austin without cable. It's summer. It's 2pm. There's a heat wave and it's too fucking hot to go outside. You're trying to find something on TV to watch, a cartoon or something.

But the only thing that's on is fucking "Mama's Family."

If I had to watch this show all the way through as an adult, I would probably assault someone.

-people who don't stay to the right of an escalator, and instead just sort of settle down and don't move. just because it's moving doesn't mean everyone has to stop walking.

-people who think that taking pictures at a show makes them better than everyone else and push their way to the very front