tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post2383248238337101185..comments2023-06-05T09:22:52.912+01:00Comments on Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open: Noisy BastardsPlease Don't Eat With Your Mouth Openhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09246896544080806179noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-36023796540119358322010-04-22T13:08:51.996+01:002010-04-22T13:08:51.996+01:00daring peach - I am most definitely in. Where do I...daring peach - I am most definitely in. Where do I sign? <br /><br />kyknood - Exactamundo. There truly is nothing worse than plastic bags anywhere other than a shop.<br /><br />Bah, internet time is running out.<br /><br />Cynical, Ellie, I'll be back for you later.Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Openhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09246896544080806179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-5146983688425851532010-04-21T20:26:12.049+01:002010-04-21T20:26:12.049+01:00My Man says I'm a clomper. No matter how hard...My Man says I'm a clomper. No matter how hard I try to be quiet in the morning when I have to get up before him, still he tells me later that I clomped. <br /><br />I don't think it's true. At least I don't think I clomp any louder than he walks around in the morning. I'm just better natured. And a hard sleeper.<br /><br />I do not zip and unzip plastic baggies nor do I open and shut open and shut doors.Elliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09130776138284979286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-52970756760870376572010-04-21T18:33:35.334+01:002010-04-21T18:33:35.334+01:00You've seen Full Metal Jacket? Insert a bar of...You've seen Full Metal Jacket? Insert a bar of soap into a sock then whilst the culprits are sleeping the next night, whack them with it. <br /><br />Or, when you get home put a brick through their window. It's the only language they'll understand :DAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-62582520043183819272010-04-21T17:30:27.538+01:002010-04-21T17:30:27.538+01:00Ye gods! There are few things guaranteed to distu...Ye gods! There are few things guaranteed to disturb your sleep than people trying to be quiet. It the sweet-wrapper-in-the-theatre syndrome writ large.kyknoordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01376671662670291957noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-44910004656904758542010-04-21T14:44:13.517+01:002010-04-21T14:44:13.517+01:00Do you know, I think that fellow travellers are ge...Do you know, I think that fellow travellers are getting worse (or I am just getting more intolerent as I get older). <br /><br />Apart from the two ukrainian girls I shared a couchette with on a 16 hour overnight train journey who talked and ate, rustling plastic bags, ALL NIGHT LONG (especially irritating as I had to give a presentation at a conference straight off the train), in Warsaw recently I had some Kiwis who just took the piss. Again, I was there for work and really, really needed to sleep. One of them came in at 5am, drunk, turned on all the lights, passed out and snored like a chainsaw- so far so usual. His friend however broke in (lost his key) at 7am, having got lost on the way back from the club, and proceeded to cry for an hour about how he had been mugged and Warsaw was the worst city he'd ever been to and mate, it was terrible...saying the same thing on repeat every 10 minutes. In the end I told him to shut the F**K up or I would do a lot worse than just mug him...<br /><br />There should be a backpackers school or similar where you have to gain a license before being able to book into a dormitory: you know, 'If I snore I will do something about it and not look indignant if woken', 'if I am leaving at stupid o clock then I will pack the night before, and close my bag outside the room', 'I will not endlessly try to impress everyone else with tales of 'where I have been that you haven't' etc etc. <br /><br />Are you in?daringpeachnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-24029632499615507182010-04-21T12:49:40.714+01:002010-04-21T12:49:40.714+01:00Fingers crossed...4 days until I get the luxury of...Fingers crossed...4 days until I get the luxury of my first private room since mid March.<br /><br />Except I'll still be sharing it. <br /><br />But thats cool. I'm sure the hotel will supply a sofa / fold out bed of some description.Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Openhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09246896544080806179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-50062296206482721022010-04-21T12:45:43.951+01:002010-04-21T12:45:43.951+01:00Are you sure they weren't Americans feigning a...Are you sure they weren't Americans feigning a British accent? They sound like our lot. Oh, for a single room...The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-73131799775399193872010-04-21T12:38:44.223+01:002010-04-21T12:38:44.223+01:00Elaine - Now, if those three girls had started sha...Elaine - Now, if those three girls had started shagging eachother and moaning about it, that would have been a whole other kettle of fish. And incestuous. Two of them were sisters. Brrr. Now get yourself to bed. You deserve a nap.Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Openhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09246896544080806179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-81950519055105147462010-04-21T09:29:30.805+01:002010-04-21T09:29:30.805+01:00I feel your pain. The night before last I was awak...I feel your pain. The night before last I was awake between the hours of midnight and 5am due to my son and his girlfriend opening and closing doors, huffing, puffing, moaning, oohing, ahhing and Godddding, followed by the boiler deciding to kick in and heat up a zillion gallons of water, followed by a twat of a bird going TWEETTWEETTWEET on the windowsill. Bloody inconsiderate if you ask me.Elaine Denninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10640829930815645105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-48353217739432451202010-04-21T08:31:52.863+01:002010-04-21T08:31:52.863+01:00Perp - Haha, fill your boots. I bet the dog will p...Perp - Haha, fill your boots. I bet the dog will poo in your shoe or something while you're gone. <br /><br />Blue - Hahaha, mate, that's exactly what I thought after they left. I could imagine them saying 'Yeah! What? She seemed so nice last night! We weren't even that noisy! What a bitch!' and it made me a little bit happy.Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Openhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09246896544080806179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-62509926147108052962010-04-21T08:28:14.813+01:002010-04-21T08:28:14.813+01:00I echo Perp's comment. You need to dust off yo...I echo Perp's comment. You need to dust off your trusty sneaky cameraphone like the old days.<br /><br />Were they new to travelling??<br /><br />I bet they bitched about you all bus journey. I bet they are still bitching about you now.Souphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12289911480898794581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30034378.post-22736162113301182162010-04-21T08:25:11.747+01:002010-04-21T08:25:11.747+01:00If only we could have seen their faces when you ca...If only we could have seen their faces when you came out with that.<br /><br />Just for you I shall rustle my bags and pack loudly this evening ;) I am sure the dog will not complain at all.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com