Next door are having a massive fight about google

These have all been using ..... but the at-risk-of-Street-theft-wok is the best 😂
I'd have been threatening to whack the thief over the head with said wok ....

My father, aged 67 at the time, refused to speak to my mother for a week because she said he didn't look like Paul McCartney

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My father, aged 67 at the time, refused to speak to my mother for a week because she said he didn't look like Paul McCartney.

My father, aged 67 at the time, refused to speak to my mother for a week because she said he didn't look like Paul McCartney.
That really made me laugh.

Was queuing at Tesco and a massive hirsute guy in front of me. Started putting my stuff on the conveyor belt and noticed a jar of pesto on the metal rail where the 'next customer please' dividers go. Thought it was his and just moved it on with his shopping.

Guy went fucking ballistic, screaming at me and calling me a cunt for 2 minutes. The whole place was staring (I live in a small town - folk still talk about it).

Off the m25!

We once had a massive screaming barney about whether the M4 turn off is before Heathrow or after (going clockwise)

I called off my wedding over yogurts in the middle of Tesco.

To be fair to me the background was we had won voucher (we were broke and delighted), had done big Christmas shop. Queued and packed and voucher didn’t work. Had to go back and re do the whole thing. All while working, planning a last minute full wedding in six weeks on my own as dh worked away, two small kids with school and sports again managing alone and working. Band canceling last minute, Santa presents to be finished and both families coming to us for Christmas dinner and working Christmas Eve. But it was his attitude over the yogurts which put me over the edge. I walked out of store and set off home (madness it’s 30km) on a country road alone. I eventually got back in car and returned to trolley, which was still in the yogurt section. We are married and still together but at that moment I would have calmly rammed the yoplait up his arse.

Are you my neighbour? That sounds like the ridiculous kind of fights me and my dp have 😂

I had an argument once with my mother about a wok which I intended to carry by its handle to a local sports club as I had offered to cook something or other for some event. The exchange went something like this:
Mum: you should put that in a bag
Me: why?
Mum: someone might steal it from you
Me: why would they do that?
Mum: woks are expensive, you know
Me: this was only £10.99 ( or whatever)
Mum: well you haven’t got money to throw away
Me: I don’t waste money. And no one will steal the wok
Mum: I read in the paper that there have been some burglaries round here recently
Me: that was months ago. And burglary is not the same as street crime
more random exchanges
Me: and anyway, a wok isn’t a mobile phone. People don’t steal woks
Mum: you can’t be sure of that
Me: FGS give me a bag
Later, walking down the road, I thought “why on earth did I get sucked into that?”

Classics surely!!

Comedy gold

I too want to know about the 'expensive crackers'

ExDH and I once had a row about ironing. He was selling his car and had someone coming round to potentially buy it. I was stuck into the ironing and he tried to make me put it away before this bloke arrived as he pompously claimed it was "embarrassing". My argument was that exDH was insane and that this person we'd never see again wouldn't care if I was doing the ironing and that I didn't give a crap if he did. It got heated (the argument I mean, not the iron.)

I eventually ended the argument by smashing up the iron in a fit of temper! He was a crazymaking SOB.

STBXH & I often disagreed about things - he would never back down even if I could prove he was wrong. Just ridiculous.

One classic line was, "I only argue if I KNOW I'm right!"

Er, that's what everyone does mate - I'm sure most people don't just argue for a laugh, even though they know they're wrong.

Twat!

This thread is making me laugh.

This is so true...

I had a row with a friend once over constellations. My dad was into Astronomy and taught me a few basics...

He pointed out Plaedies and insisted it was Ursa Major. I insisted it wasn't, it was too small. He said it was UM just 'further away'... Not only was he wrong but we both sounded like knobbers! Sadly this was years ago pre 'Google on every phone' so he was never proved wrong. I only argue when I'm absolutely sure that I'm right but then I just won't back down.

Other memorable rows with different people include
'was someone's new pram facing the pusher or facing out' (facing out', I was correct)
And the population of our city compared to the next county. (I was correct because I work in a library and get asked these things surprisingly regularly therefore I remember these facts!)

I am annoyingly smug when proved right though!

Some of these are majestic!

ExP and I had a ding dong about mayonnaise on a BLT. That didn’t end well.

I overheard a couple having a humdinger in Ikea recently which escalated until he yelled “DON’T BUY THEM! REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED IN COVENTRY!!”

I wanted to follow them around the store and ask what happened in Coventry?!

DP and I once had an embarrassingly heated argument in front of a friend. A couple of months previously we had invited a couple for Sunday lunch; by chance I was off work sick on the Monday (nothing to do with the lunch!) and DP wasn't working that day anyway. We were talking about the Sunday lunch, DP said "no it wasn't, it was Monday", I responded with "no, it was Sunday". This went back and forth for ages, him insisting it was Monday and me insisting it was Sunday - as, anyway, the other couple were at work on the Monday, so how could they have come to us for lunch that day? All the while, poor friend looked as though she was watching a tennis match whilst she followed each of our counter-arguments.

This was years and years ago. Even now friend and I sometimes (when someone else tries to remember what day of the week something happened) look at each other and say "was it Sunday or was it Monday?"

My next-door neighbours are notorious for having fights, they have one at least daily and theres nothing as good as turning the tv on mute and listening in..

the most obscure was when dh had taken ds out for the day, so they probably saw the car was gone and thought they could let rip as we wouldn't be in to hear it all, the man had been out drinking all night, and wanted a fry up, she didnt look after the sagas and they ended up burning them queue tons of screaming at each other over who was responsible for the burnt sausages and culminate with the man screaming womans full name takes a dildo up her arse, while she lunged at him screaming!

Ive still no idea how it escalated so quickly and I had tears running down my face listening in. they are interesting to live next to to say the least.

We had a blazing, let's-close-the-Windows-cos-the-neighbours-can-hear row in the summer...over the fact there was too much lettuce in.the fridge.

Best I ever saw was the woman across the road throwing.g her boyfriend's clothes out of the bedroom.window. I was less impressed when I got a full.frontal view of her next bf in the bedroom window

I once had an argument with a friend over how many claps there are in the Friends theme song.

Oh God this is really awful... About 10 years ago dh and I were settling into bed, just drifting off when we heard raised voices from next door.

Obviously I got up to go listen at the wall and hear him berating her for not showering properly after spin class as going down on her was unpleasant and her fanny stank.

She insists she did shower and is clean down there

Back and forth shouting about the cleanliness of her vagina. Felt really bad for her. The guy was a total sleaze too.

@rosablue - I've witnessed a very similar argument, over which two carriages of our train were heading to Blackpool and which two were heading to Barrow (I think?) after the train was split at Preston train station . Everyone ended up getting on and off the train and switching carriages multiple times. When we finally set off and the driver announced 'Our next station stop is Lancaster' people cheered as they were so relieved they were actually on the right train after all that confusion!

I heard our very shouty next door neighbour yelling at her poor down trodden husband recently, because "he was always doing the washing, leave the washing machine alone"

She is very odd!!