I dislike vermin all around the yard
I dislike Wolverhampton Wanderers.
I dislike zipping quickly in and out of the threads.
I dislike ants in my pants.
I dislike barmy women who get all grumpy and irrational, they need their bloody backsides tanning.
I dislike ending the threads
I dislike flippant women who throw silly and foolish tantrums on the threads, merely to draw attention to their childish and irresponsible outbursts, because they are unable to get their own way.
I dislike hearing silly women going ballistic over silly notions they get in their heads.
I dislike loos that smell bad
I dislike nesting magpies
