Lewis Hamilton being a dick, quelle surprise.
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Gail is far prettier
He’s a spoilt, lacking in common sense, brat.
I used to work for Amex in their Centurion card department. Now one of the selling points of this card is the fact that the main card is made out of titanium.
I dealt with his PA to process the application to then get a very angry phone call from the PA 2 weeks later that he hadn’t received his card. He was shouting about it in the background. Now I found this strange as the card was sent by courier and signed for. I asked them to rechecked the box/paperwork etc.
In the background I suddenly heard…I’ve not received any metal card. The only metal thing is the coaster thing. well colour me confused for a minute, I couldn’t work out what he was on about.
Turns out the head though the titanium card was a placard for his desk or something and had superglued it to his office desk
See, I've got the opposite experience of him. I've worked with him and he was nice! Professional, did what he was there to do and was just really pleasant. Spoke the same to the lowly people as he did to the people with obviously more clout.
Then I met him again when he was MUCH more famous, a few times and he was the same. Quieter though, but fine. Still was the same to the minions as he was to the others.
Is this the person Lorraine Kelly or the character Lorraine Kelly? Always get them mixed up for some reason.
It reminds me of that awful attention seeker Victoria Bateman. If you recall, she's the academic at Cambridge who keeps looking for 'causes' that justify (at least in her tiny hamster-wheeled mind) her taking her clothes off in public.Thank you for helping me with my minimal eating plan, I’m too nauseous to eat now
Anyhoo, after Brexit she naturally decided that attending academic meetings starkers, with an anti-Brexit slogan painted across her tits, was essential (seeing as all those academics obviously needed such a mammorial message to get their brains in order). Afterwards, the poor secretary returned to the general office and exclaimed, 'She could have worn some pants - I had to wipe the sweat off that seat!'
I wonder who sat on Lorraine's seat after her hairy Hibernian bum vacated it. Richard Madeley, perchance? Famously pants-free himself, who knows what a-mixing could have happened.
Now, that MUST have sorted everyone's tea out, surely!
Imagine her peeling her growler off that seat after a long photo shoot.
No I do NOT want to imagine that, thank you very much! No possessions, no sky above us, and no religion, too, yes, if I must, but I refuse to imagine anything about Kelly's growler (although, now you mention it, that WOULD make for a very good name for a pub. I'd drink there, anyway. 'Fancy a pint or two down Kelly's Growler?' 'Yeah, can't wait!').
Henceforth, we shall have a virtual boozer we can retire to after a hard day’s tattling. I hereby declare Kelly’s Growler open. [cuts ribbon to mild applause]
Fabulous idea.Could be a franchise.A Growler on every high street.
for some reason the use of “mild applause” is killing me
i’m picturing you yelling kelly’s growler! to very polite golf claps.ON EVERY HIGH STREET
The mark it would leave behind would be like the Turin shroud, or maybe like when a bird flies into a window and leaves the outline of it's body.
Where did 'growler' even come from?! It's the perfect word for it, weirdly. 
I first heard of it via Bo Selecta (specifically the Mel B parody), but I assume it predates that.Where did 'growler' even come from?! It's the perfect word for it, weirdly.
Are we talking about ladies bits??Where did 'growler' even come from?! It's the perfect word for it, weirdly.
Back in the late '90's, I used to know someone who was in the entertainment promotions business.
One day, he asked me to mind the office for the morning so I did.
I answered the phone only to get a feed of snarky passive aggressiveness from some woman who seemed to think I could telepathically discern her requirements without her having to actually articulate them.
I asked who her client was to be told "Freddie Starr!"
I replied that I thought he was dead.
"He most certainly is not!"
I replied that his career was and hung up.
When my mate returned, I confessed all and he just laughed.
"I can't get it through to her that nobody is interested in him anymore."
Anyone watching Cracker on ITVplayer?
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