Random Rants XLVII: I don't like food anymore!

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Damn you Virginia! *shakes fist*
 
From the Avatars/User Titles thread:

User title: I cannot remember why I picked it, but it's honest enough.
Ah, yes. Now I remember.
 
Some cheap bugger syphoned the petrol from my tank. Cheers mate.

Thing is when the car wouldnt start since I knew there was gas it just wasnt something I checked for ages. I checked everything over, my neighbour checked everything over and went and fetched his diagnostic computer. No errors on that. So after about an hour we're standing round the car having a WTH moment when the penny drops.

So I treck off to the petrol station and fill a can and lug it back, drive to the station for more gas, drive to the shop to buy a locking cap and then drive to another shop with the right one in stock. For the sake of seven quid's worth of petrol I've spent thirty quid and four or five hours, and have to carry another key with me every day. Thanks.

And as for the laughable central locking flap over the gas cap made of flexable plastic - Vaxhall and General Motors, thank you.
 
Really? I've not heard of anyone doing that in a very long time.

It has to happen more frequently, though, as the price of fuel continues to rise.

You must live in a bit of a dodgy area.
 
I said to the guy in the shop I hadn't heard of it happening for years and he said there were bursts of it. The areas a bit of a mixed bag really, mix of boho and pikey.
 
Some cheap bugger syphoned the petrol from my tank. Cheers mate.

Thing is when the car wouldnt start since I knew there was gas it just wasnt something I checked for ages. I checked everything over, my neighbour checked everything over and went and fetched his diagnostic computer. No errors on that. So after about an hour we're standing round the car having a WTH moment when the penny drops.

So I treck off to the petrol station and fill a can and lug it back, drive to the station for more gas, drive to the shop to buy a locking cap and then drive to another shop with the right one in stock. For the sake of seven quid's worth of petrol I've spent thirty quid and four or five hours, and have to carry another key with me every day. Thanks.

And as for the laughable central locking flap over the gas cap made of flexable plastic - Vaxhall and General Motors, thank you.
This doesn't happen in America, 'cos people have guns in the land of the free, son.
 

Damn that was probably it. My friends and I have been debating what could have caused that pilot to try and climb at that insane angle with a fully loaded 747 and none of us thought of that. The really sad part is that we all concluded that at least after it took that angle the cargo would've come loose and flown to the back, but we didn't consider that a cargo shift caused it.

Damn it, now I even remember a test last semester where the cargo came loose and shifted to the back and we had to determine if the pilot could control the aircraft or if he was going to crash into the playground at the end of the runway and kill little Billy.

You think I'm kidding about little Billy, but that professor was all kinds of screwed up and the phrase 'did fatalities ensue?' was in every single test question.
 
I absolutely hate it when people use the word "rig" to refer to a PC. I hate, hate HATE it. God damn I hate it so god damn much.

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Let it out, salty mud. Don't bottle it up: it can be harmful to do so.
 
I absolutely hate it when people use the word "rig" to refer to a PC. I hate, hate HATE it. God damn I hate it so god damn much.

Aww, dude, I should tell you about the time I rigged my rig up to my rig so I could rig it up on top of my rug but before that I had to haul my rig down to 'The Rig' so I could rig myself up with a 'Rigburger' and fries. While down there I rigged up my rig so I could watch the White Sox-Reds game, but not before rigging myself up in the new White Sox rig - baseball cap and retro-80s rags. Rigs was pitching to Rigersson, but he obviously didn't watch Rigersson's game film with any real rigor. I could plainly see that the game was rigged. Obviously I rigged my flag to the wrong mast. :(
 
The tip of my ring finger on my left hand hurts. It is practically burning hot and irritated for no reason, and it is annoying me.
May seem like a minor rant to anyone else, but this thing annoys me greatly.
 
There are 2 station scum smoking between the carriages of my train. The female is "dressed" in a similar style to that of a prostitute. Classic public transport.
 
"Station scum", one of whom may be a prostitute? I never knew Melbourne was so lively!
 
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