Say you go into a restaurant or other kind of eatery and you ask them the recipe for a sauce or summat and they say “oh it’s a secret” or “oh if I told you I’d have to kill you”.
Fuck off with that going forward. Tell me the fucking recipe, cunt.
Other people probably
Living anything other than a cloistered online existence with occasional visits to parks.
clapping at 8pm on a thursday
Everything entirely going back to normal after the relentless ‘this will change everything’ conversations.
The first day pubs are open
Thinking I can’t be arsed with being shy about stuff like asking people out, but surely I’ll be back to being terrified of everything when the opportunity arises once more
Supermarkets without strict limits on the number of people inside.
Yeah the second day is gonna be sweet though
Totally this, reckon I’m going to self-isolate for maybe another month to let all the utter belms get things out of their system before I go and enjoy a quiet pint somewhere.
Any of the companies who’ve proven themselves to be total arseholes during this.
graphs
Yeah, really hope people put their money where their mouth is when it comes to fucking off Philip Green and that Wetherspoons bellend
getting dressed.
If I can put the bins out in my dressing gown there’s no need for me to ever wear clothes again
God forbid people celebrate the end of what will have been a horrific few months
Going to work, physically.
Not really the point I was making, but as you were.
Must have been the use of the phrase ‘utter belms’ that caused me to misunderstand your post
True - I love going for a stroll on Christmas Day because everyone smiles and wishes you Happy Christmas. There’s been a bit of that spirit of late in general, long may it continue.
Living in a shared house (moved in with the TV and their housemates).