Who ran into some complete tosser from bygone days, this Christmas?

FinsburyParkCarrots

I did, on Christmas Eve. He's a bigger tosser now than he was last time I saw him boring the fook out of everyone in the pub, in 1991.

This Christmas had been a lovely time for seeing old, good friends, but that gibbering, preening tit with his more-worthy-reason-for-being-veggie-than-anyone-else, and his dyed "black" hair (orange to cover the grey), and his Oedipal boner for DH Lawrence's Sons and Lovers, and his statement that On The Road is better than Hamlet, and his twee little stomach pains each time he took a sup on his Guinness, made me want to smack him not once but several times, very hard. Alas, I was in the Christmas spirit.

Do you ever meet people from days of yore, who actually succeed in being bigger nobheads these days? He reckons he's writing a novel. I hope he calls it, "The man who lacked humour, charity, taste, decency, and deodorant."

josevolution

no i've been lucky this yr not have run into any old crew annoying assholes most of those are dead as far as can remember ...

jamie uk

Hahaha, the book sounds like a winner.
As for running into old friends, hardly, I've barely ran into my own family this xmas.

brain of c

aww.....sixteen years later.......forgive, forget, avoid!;)

pjtaper

FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:

I did, on Christmas Eve. He's a bigger tosser now than he was last time I saw him boring the fook out of everyone in the pub, in 1991.

This Christmas had been a lovely time for seeing old, good friends, but that gibbering, preening tit with his more-worthy-reason-for-being-veggie-than-anyone-else, and his dyed "black" hair (orange to cover the grey), and his Oedipal boner for DH Lawrence's Sons and Lovers, and his statement that On The Road is better than Hamlet, and his twee little stomach pains each time he took a sup on his Guinness, made me want to smack him not once but several times, very hard. Alas, I was in the Christmas spirit.

Do you ever meet people from days of yore, who actually succeed in being bigger nobheads these days? He reckons he's writing a novel. I hope he calls it, "The man who lacked humour, charity, taste, decency, and deodorant."

Woah... can someone translate please?

harmless_little_f***

The only tosser I've found again this Christmas is me... four years ago.

jamie uk

harmless_little_f*** wrote:

The only tosser I've found again this Christmas is me... four years ago.

Shaddup will ya. You're bound to be cheered up at the thought of buying me a nice pint of Guinness next March.

Spunkie

FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:

I did, on Christmas Eve. He's a bigger tosser now than he was last time I saw him boring the fook out of everyone in the pub, in 1991.

This Christmas had been a lovely time for seeing old, good friends, but that gibbering, preening tit with his more-worthy-reason-for-being-veggie-than-anyone-else, and his dyed "black" hair (orange to cover the grey), and his Oedipal boner for DH Lawrence's Sons and Lovers, and his statement that On The Road is better than Hamlet, and his twee little stomach pains each time he took a sup on his Guinness, made me want to smack him not once but several times, very hard. Alas, I was in the Christmas spirit.

Do you ever meet people from days of yore, who actually succeed in being bigger nobheads these days? He reckons he's writing a novel. I hope he calls it, "The man who lacked humour, charity, taste, decency, and deodorant."

Jeez Fins, what with that and facebook ex's, sounds like you've got quite a bit of past kicking your ass!

harmless_little_f***

jamie uk wrote:

Shaddup will ya. You're bound to be cheered up at the thought of buying me a nice pint of Guinness next March.

Thought you said you couldn't make it round my way? Ah, must've read that wrong. Ah I am a miserable fucker tonight, must be the red.

FinsburyParkCarrots

pjtaper wrote:

Woah... can someone translate please?

It's in English. Proper English, mush.

FinsburyParkCarrots

harmless_little_f*** wrote:

Thought you said you couldn't make it round my way? Ah, must've read that wrong. Ah I am a miserable fucker tonight, must be the red.

*Throws harmless a cider*

harmless_little_f***

FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:

*Throws harmless a cider*

That's the stuff! Cheers Fins!

justam

FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:

I did, on Christmas Eve. He's a bigger tosser now than he was last time I saw him boring the fook out of everyone in the pub, in 1991.

This Christmas had been a lovely time for seeing old, good friends, but that gibbering, preening tit with his more-worthy-reason-for-being-veggie-than-anyone-else, and his dyed "black" hair (orange to cover the grey), and his Oedipal boner for DH Lawrence's Sons and Lovers, and his statement that On The Road is better than Hamlet, and his twee little stomach pains each time he took a sup on his Guinness, made me want to smack him not once but several times, very hard. Alas, I was in the Christmas spirit.

Do you ever meet people from days of yore, who actually succeed in being bigger nobheads these days? He reckons he's writing a novel. I hope he calls it, "The man who lacked humour, charity, taste, decency, and deodorant."

I'm so sorry to hear you had to run into someone like that!

It all sounds dreadful! :mad:

I'm glad you didn't smack him though.

Proteus

FinsburyParkCarrots wrote:

I did, on Christmas Eve. He's a bigger tosser now than he was last time I saw him boring the fook out of everyone in the pub, in 1991.

This Christmas had been a lovely time for seeing old, good friends, but that gibbering, preening tit with his more-worthy-reason-for-being-veggie-than-anyone-else, and his dyed "black" hair (orange to cover the grey), and his Oedipal boner for DH Lawrence's Sons and Lovers, and his statement that On The Road is better than Hamlet, and his twee little stomach pains each time he took a sup on his Guinness, made me want to smack him not once but several times, very hard. Alas, I was in the Christmas spirit.

Do you ever meet people from days of yore, who actually succeed in being bigger nobheads these days? He reckons he's writing a novel. I hope he calls it, "The man who lacked humour, charity, taste, decency, and deodorant."

This is pure hilarity.

And you're right. It takes a tosser of the first rate to even attempt to compare On the Road to Hamlet. It's like comparing Charlie Parker to Mozart.

And thankfully I didn't run into any nobs from days of yore this year. I stuck close to family and drank vat after vat of Scotch, and ate the fattiest of foods, including some brownies on xmas day that were positively the Dog's Bollocks.

JaneNY

I just love the word tosser though I don't know the origin, and probably would be looked at strangely if I used it in the U.S. He sounds like one of those pseudo, trying too hard to be intellectual types that takes himself waay too seriously. I didn't meet any tossers as I didn't really hang with anyone, but that's the way I like it around Christmas. I haven't even checked my mailbox since 12-23, so there could be a xmas card in it, maybe. I don't know. Maybe that makes me a tosser hehe.