Robbie's Rant

Too long since I did a Friday night rant.

Robbie picked up with a cool thread on old sayings and what they meant and where they came from. We always enjoy GYAC's long running thread on awesome little known fun facts.

So, shall I? Run a rant even if it is Saturday? Sure.

"PUTTING ON HEIRS". This drives me nuts. People that put on heirs and act all uppity when in fact they are just little old nobodies. Name droppers. This is who I speak of.

O.K. first off if you're wealthy you don't have to yap about it. Plus, what is wealthy? Old money? New money? Self-actualization? Who gets to say what wealthy is? Well, if I was I'd think I'd know it.

I'm on to this. Learning. Somebody says "Oh I don't like this city. We're just here because my kids need to get "operations" at this hospital. Ummm, so ya move here? You up and leave another State that's so wonderful to come and LIVE here for what is actually not an operation, but a procedure that can be done at any hospital in the country?

"I don't allow my kids to run the street. Where we come from there are no streets". What you live on a freaking ranch or something? Oh, an entire beach? Ya live on a beach? O.K.

Now, tell me you are looking at houses while ya stay with this relative lives right by me. Tell me you have looked at historic homes with sky high ceilings and servants quarters. I didn't ask you nothing. I didn't speak to you except to say hello back to you. Why are you telling me this when obviously I have to live here? PLUS O.K. I'm gonna say it. You are living out of your van. Yes, you are.

Trust me I wouldn't say BOO to anybody. Live and let live, but when a person you don't even know starts acting like they are hoi paloy and uppity and they ain't even combed their kids hair and you tell me you hate it in the city I'm going to take offense, O.K.? So, yeah I sound like a biotch on like the fifth day you are still going between your van and your relatives house and your kids are now busting windows throwing rocks. Still, as I hang my wash you tell me with a shudder that the streets here just are horrible.

Why don't your kids have shoes on? It's October! Your ranch shoes optional?
Yeah, I said it. "Yo, not for nothing but these rotten streets are filled with glass and worse and your kids haven't had shoes on in days and are now around the block barefoot and it's a tad cold". That "boundary" thing lasted real long. They are not permitted past this gate. Oh, O.K.! Around the block in the dark.

You can't win. "Oh they are so used to running free. This is just so suffocating to us. I just hate the city and can't breathe knowing I have to move here".

What??????????????????????????????????? You grew up here ya backward, knit-witted, freak. Drop your uppity, snooty attitude and go get your historic house with twelve foot ceilings, and teach your kids not to throw rocks at my back window. Oh yeah and put some shoes on them will ya or they will truly need an operation to get some glass or a needle out of their feet.

Rant over. Uppity, people putting on heirs.
You know what Bryn i'll never forget where i came from. Free school meals, odd socks and oxfam, that was my childhood , but my Mum done a real good job considering there were 6 of us and my old man was mostly never around. It's like when you bump into someone you havent seen in years and they've changed so much and act all diffrent, you're like what?? It's like what Difrf said about the working mens clubs in Wales everyone up shakin their ars*s not giving a f*** cos everyone is in the same boat..That's a night out.Have a great Sunday all, Kev
"It ain't where ya come from, but where ya end up".......that's a saying, Kev.

I'm still in the same hood I came up in........and staying here........I'll run that wench outta town I tell ya........I'll play that music blasting that Tres likes......Pattie Smith.........it'll drive her stark raving mad.
A case of neighbours from hell is it ..Bryn???as ya said Miss its your hood and ya aint moving for no bulls***ter above there station....start doin helloween pranks on her like we did when younger i.e ordering a load of stuff from the shops to be delivered to her house.....oh!i never ordered that stuff....well lady it says yer name and add.on this here goddamn invoice so were dumping it on yer front yard...or get a load of pre.poared concrete deliverd to her house always a nice touch.
Were nice people really but being recovering addicts gives us an edge on the nasty stakes...dont ya think???oh revenge is sweet not a dish to be eaten cold or sumthin like that.Take care Bryn........Davey
Tsk, tsk.........bad boys........playing pranks.

The thing is she's not the neighbor.........one of her relatives is........and he's MIA........it might be a sly move that he's splitting and letting her stay.......hey, I got no qualms if she minded her business.

Yeah, I always wondered why people purposely lie to ya when ya don't even ask a question..........now I know.......they got plenty to hide.......and think I care.........the best though is per usual someone like this comes from nothing either.........then acting like she just left a country estate........pssshhhhh!!!!

You have a good one too, Davey.......set to going over to your guest house and have the help get the horses ready for you and Sian to ride.......then buy me a diamond would ya after ya look at a large estate for me......toodles I am off to golf and then lunch with the ladies. More like this chick starts today I so am going to dress up at Halloween and put a bag of doggy doo on her step.
Bryn .....remember to set the bag on fire and then ring the door bell so she has to stamp it out ....again always a nice touch...catchya later..........Davey
Well I'm moving from a house to a flat, from a posh little village back into town...when you kick out your husband you also kick out his salary! But you know what? I wouldn't have it any other way. Me and my girls are gonna be just fine. And the people I choose to spend my time with are not the stuck-up "think we are somethings" that I work with or grew up with or went to college with, but the real people I meet in my local...people who know what it's like to struggle and damn well appreciate what they've got. And make me feel like I belong somewhere.

I'm moving into a little flat in town so that my kids can still do the stuff they've got used to doing...and so I can afford to buy them shoes!!!

So yeah, those people annoy me too!

Maddy x
HAAAAHAHAHA, yeah get them girls some shoes would ya, Maddy?

Maddy no matter where ya live, lived or post you're the real deal babes. Ya got a heart as big as your country and ours put together.

Anyways, I wouldn't mind if ya said to me if you were my new neighbor that "I just came from a rather posh town. Yet, I am enjoying living here".

Nooooooooooooooooo, it's the person lived in my own city her whole life save for a few years.............and may I add lived in a hood far more dangerous and socio economically < than my own..........if that's possible.........that's gone on and on about pure bs...........now that's what gets me PO'd.

Alas, I'm over it cause I'm just gonna put a bag of dog doop in a bag on her step......or on the curb beside her VAN............and "SET IT ON FIRE".......LOL.
Davey wants to get me locked the heck up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

How ya ring a doorbell of a van?????????????? HAHAHA........nah, I'm just finally going to tell her to shut the he*l up............cause it's a secret but I'm married to David Beckham...........that Spice Girl's just a poser!