old people who play thing like party time's in arcades and constantly ammer the buttons when they get a win thinking it'll make the difference for them to get up top on the machine.
The old people on the party times got me too.. so one day I was in Galas, waiting to get on a rio grande. I sat down on the party time arena, and was assailed by a cacaphony of button bashers, vainly hoping to be "it's you" for a chance at jackpot balloons or 5 pound cava bottles. Just to keep up the illusion that I knew secret clues, I started pressing the coin reject button whenever I got a win. As luck would have it, the machine went on the biggest relight roll ever ! And thus a generation of silver rowers pressing coin rejects to get up on party time was born.
The size of the bastard recharge lead on the nintendo DS. Im not one for computer games but the enemy has this with an R4 card which holds loads of games must have about 40 onit.
Doilies, not cool under plates, not cool hanging in your window(their only saving grace is that they give my sister full blown panic attacks, which is crule comedy at its' best).
Oh, and people who treat eyye contact or attempts at conversation on public transport as if you said you pissed in their coffie this morning.