“Don't argue with me; this is what I heard from some MP.”
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I have been described as the poster girl for Dunning-Kruger.
@realninawysocka Where in the flying fuck is Churchill you bloody muppet?
Walpole? Disraeli? Attlee?
This a bunch of fucking losers (Thatcher excepted).
[Crash!]
@GrantCribb: What are you playing at now?
Me: What did you say?
GC: What have you broken this time?
Me: I’m not playing anything.
GC: So you did hear what I said the first time.
@GrantCribb: If you go round with a handbag hanging on your arm, you won’t be able to do much.
Me: I know. I don’t do it vey often.
GC: You do it all the time. It’s one of the symptoms of your dementia.
Me: Absolute nonsense.
GC: Yes. That’s another one.
Me: I must see a doctor about my feet.
@GrantCribb: I regularly take you to a chiropodist.
Me: A what?
GC: CHIROPODIST.
Me: She rubbished it?
GC: Well, she certainly rubbished your choice of footwear.
Me: Shouldn’t we be going to our other house?
@GrantCribb: We haven’t got another house.
Me: Well, that’s where you’re wrong.
GC: And *this* house is where *you’re* wrong. At least *I’m* only wrong in a non-existent house.
@LBFlyawayhome Saturday mornings were so exciting - the thrill as my weekly copy of Look and Learn dropped through the letterbox. I'd take it back to bed and pore over every word and picture.