Do I attract these idiots, you know, like moths 'round a light bulb like?
As if life isn't difficult and shite enough already, having to deal with cows in The Asda, dorks on the road, Chinese restaurants from Birmingham and London bombarding me with unwanted text messages, greedy pigs at werk, and overly possesive knobs almost wanting to fight you regarding their towels in the gym, I now have to stand next to yet ANOTHER great steaming idiot who decides to wring his swimming cossie out IN the changing room right next to where I'm standing, and onto the floor where we stand getting changed.
There's a bastard small purposely fitted spin dryer fitted onto the wall for that very reason, or are you simply too fat, bone idle, blind and downright selfish to walk 6 paces over to it, or if you actually cannort see it as you came out of the pool/shower room, 4 wash basins are there at your disposal, you turgid ugly moronic heavin' bollock brained slobby prick of an utter utter utter selfish 'up your's I'm alright Jack TWAT!
