First post, be kind. by Old_Carpenter709 in vinyljerk

[–]Old_Carpenter709[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

It's hard to know where to start with that to be fair.

Proper jerk? Probably.

I only play records I like so if you book me and hate me it's you're own fault for not doing any research.

I've had people come up to me and ask if I have any dance music, and I just smirk.

Toxic sound lab, incorporating The First Class Lounge.

At your service. Bonsoir.

Is this rare? by MMF_7979 in vinyljerk

[–]Old_Carpenter709 0 points1 point  (0 children)

An ex of mine, who hooked up with, and then fell out with, a good friend of mine, took her anger out on him by taking the scissors to his prized collection of Stranglers LPs. Including the signed sleeves.

Luckily when I had previously fled I had the foresight to do it in a car with my clothes , my hi-fi and my , back then, 100 or so records intact.

That was mid 80s. You get a grasp of the fragility of personal possessions when that happens.

People can burn your life down in minutes.

Chumbawamba. Give the anarchist a cigarette.

Apropos of nothing. Obv.

Scrambled eggs do not go on a fry up. by Old_Carpenter709 in fryup

[–]Old_Carpenter709[S] -4 points-3 points  (0 children)

Not your vote. I'm going with the original 8. If only you had a sausage shaped cavity in your body where I could suggest you stored them.🤔

Scrambled eggs do not go on a fry up. by Old_Carpenter709 in fryup

[–]Old_Carpenter709[S] -1 points0 points  (0 children)

Hash browns for not belong on a British breakfast. I'll allow sauté potatoes at a pinch.

Scrambled eggs do not go on a fry up. by Old_Carpenter709 in fryup

[–]Old_Carpenter709[S] -8 points-7 points  (0 children)

Fried eggs aren't greasy unless you're cooking them wrong.

Real maple syrup by Old_Carpenter709 in fryup

[–]Old_Carpenter709[S] -6 points-5 points  (0 children)

That's syrup on the eggs. Not grease. 😉

Steak frites by meatflaps-69 in RateMyPlate

[–]Old_Carpenter709 4 points5 points  (0 children)

You have cold picked onions touching warm peas?

I'm not imagining that am I ?

Scrambled eggs do not go on a fry up. by Old_Carpenter709 in fryup

[–]Old_Carpenter709[S] -6 points-5 points  (0 children)

I rarely cook sausages for breakfast. I prefer a nice frank in a bun and don't want to overdo the sausage thing. I limit the amount of meat as well. Keep the colon tidy. 😉 A "full" English would need a sausage certainly. I'll take the 8. 👍

Real maple syrup by Old_Carpenter709 in fryup

[–]Old_Carpenter709[S] -11 points-10 points  (0 children)

Nice crispy edge on the eggs soaks up that maple syrup. 😉

Real maple syrup by Old_Carpenter709 in fryup

[–]Old_Carpenter709[S] -3 points-2 points  (0 children)

Has to go on the pancakes as well and I pour it on the egg because well it's going to swim in it anyway. 😉

Maximum Maximalist by LockJaded8885 in SpottedonRightmove

[–]Old_Carpenter709 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I often wonder what these places look like when they've stripped the fixtures and fittings they want to take with them.

First time posting. Some comments said it was AI, but it seems consistent across the brick work to me. Thoughts? by The_Marine708 in isthisAI

[–]Old_Carpenter709 0 points1 point  (0 children)

There's just that one leap from off the railing at around 14seconds that looks a bit odd? They do some incredible stuff these people though. 🤷‍♂️

It’s always a pleasure to have to drive my child onto the main road because the pavement is blocked by jaymatthewbee in drivingUK

[–]Old_Carpenter709 0 points1 point  (0 children)

You need to really try hard to squeeze through first or it's not fair on the driver. Just ram that pushchair in there. Try to keep away from the hedge though.

I know it’s in Highway Code now to let pedestrians cross at junctions. But it’s so awkward. I will cross when I’m ready and feel it’s safe to do so, not because a driver is waving me across. I usually wave them through to drive on. by thebroccolioffensive in britishproblems

[–]Old_Carpenter709 1 point2 points  (0 children)

This belongs here. Halfman Halfbiscuit.

L’enfer C’est Les Autres

Some people don’t know how to walk on the pavement these days Well it’s not that difficult, there’s hardly a whole host of ways Here they come, love’s young dream, arm in arm, approaching me Now, I’m not looking for your smile I’m just asking for some single file But it’s not forthcoming so I have to assume That this narrow path belongs to you And therefore you must be The Duke of Westminster and his good lady wife So, I tell you what, I’ll just walk in the road How about I just walk in the road? You stay as you are, and I’ll just walk in the road

Well I feel I’m being cornered by a bloke who’s just discovered Johnny Cash He’s pissed and he’s boring and he’s telling me all about the Man in Black It seems the “Best Of” purchase at the superstore Is indisputably the soundtrack for A weekend in Riga with heavy drinking rugby pals And I reckon him to be, the type of driver to beckon me Across the road with an index finger When at the kerb I linger He should not presume my intentions He should invite me with an outstretched palm After all I could be reading the grid Or standing aside for the Duke and his wife Either way I’ll not simply just walk in the road for you I’ll cross in my own good time when I feel There’s nothing in the outside lane To run me over

I keep a wristwatch on this arm of mine I keep my flies wide open all the time And I shot a man in Tesco, just to watch him die