#notaeuphimism
Honestly I nearly chundered after I encountered this the other day. Had to get the owner to throw it out.
Tories telling jokes
Someone walking over my grave
I was singing it to the tune of āSlipping Through My Fingersāā¦
The feel of scourers when theyve not been used
read this as scousers
In which case
Cotton wool.
styrofoam for me
The sound of metal dragging on concrete. Reminds me of going to the beach as a family: weād get there early and park on a side road, and weād all have to carry some of the kit down to the beach with us. My brother would bring a metal spade and insist on dragging it along the pavement. Horrid sound.
If youāre eating your big moths off a plate with a knife and fork youāre doing it wrong.
Brushes on carpet.
Had a colleague who dragged his shoes on the office carpet and that did it too.
Touching sandpaper. Especially if Iām rooting around in a box and I brush up against some unexpectedly. Fucking hate the stuff.
Touching sandpaper
Brushes on carpet
Tories telling jokes
Last bit of wee
Embarrassing memories
The line-up at the Old Blue Last is starting to look unmissable!
When someone rubs a balloon on their jumper to stick it to the ceiling. Just thinking about makes me shiver. I donāt know why as it doesnāt make much of a noise but even so, urrrrr
Iām with ya. Or two balloons being rubbed together.
I, like many āseriousā climbers, sand down callouses on my fingers with an emery board (trigger warning for youā¦)
Do not like.