Little pleasures

[I accept the terms of the]

Just list them. You can at least do that, can't you? Christ.

Here's one for crying out loud: The morning bowl of porridge at work, with a few naughty chocolate chips thrown in.

[Buelligan]

Sitting in my vegetable garden, the sun setting across the valley, new plants sprouting green in the twilight, rolling a cigarette with my sore earthy hands.

[small_world]

Wanking thread?

But seriously, I love a good wank.

[Buelligan]

How about a bad one?  Only £400!

[Stone Cold Jane Austen]

Stroking an appreciative cat.

[BlodwynPig]

Kicking a mentally challenged.

[massive bereavement]

Picking my nose after a wank.

[Ginyard]

Giving a girl such an intense orgasm that she physically shakes for two days afterwards.

[El Unicornio, mang]

They're all physically shaking for 2 days after I'm done with them.

My little pleasure is watching youtube documentaries about specific food (say, pizza, or pasta) while eating that food. Try it, you will like it.

[Natnar]

Eating all the meat off a Scotch Egg first and then munching on the boiled egg revealed from inside.

[Dead kate moss]

Sitting in my vegetable garden, the sun setting across the valley, new plants sprouting green in the twilight, rolling a cigarette with my sore earthy hands.

Sorry ma'am, but I am a happily married man, please stop trying to arouse me.

[Too Many Cochranes]

Sorry ma'am, but I am a happily married man, please stop trying to arouse me.

*imagines Buelligan cackling like Mrs Doyle*

*sigh*

[non capisco]

Doing a long yawn that you can then turn into either the beginning of 'Rhapsody In Blue' or the theme from Corrie.

See also: Doing a staccato two-note fart you can turn into the riff from 'I Can't Get No Satisfaction', as nicked from the suggestion of a previous poster. Revolutionized my mornings, that did. 

[Stone Cold Jane Austen]

See also: Doing a staccato two-note fart you can turn into the riff from 'I Can't Get No Satisfaction', as nicked from the suggestion of a previous poster. Revolutionized my mornings, that did.

I always try to hold a few in so I can do the Eastenders drums.

[Neomod]

Clymping beach (sandy dunes)
A Cheese roll and can of pepsi
On her Majesty's Secret Service Soundtrack on the ghetto blaster

bliss

[Goldentony]

Holding a door open for an old person as you walk through, closing it at the last minute and going "DOORS FUCKED MATE, NO ENTRY!"

[Dugald_McCraw]

The Viz! A chuckle every month.

[non capisco]

Sitting at the front of a Docklands Light Railway carriage and pretending you're the driver

Imagining your entire life is one of the world's longest televised serials and everyone you've ever known including your parents, partners and best friends are highly skilled actors being given directions through earpieces and then thinking oh that's just roughly the plot of The Truman Show you self absorbed twat but then reflecting on how weird it is to view yourself from the outside like that and having a five second existential freakout on the Docklands Light Railway.

[alan nagsworth]

Pretending every headphone-accompanied stroll/bus journey is some big Richard Ashcroft/post-rock music video. Eat it, world.

[Famous Mortimer]

Farting in the bath.

[Shoulders?-Stomach!]

Physically shaking a girl so hard she has an intense orgasm that lasts nearly two days.

[CaledonianGonzo]

Nipping out to the pub for a cheeky pint on a Friday afternoon.

Maybe with a bag of scampi fries on the side.

[Sony Walkman Prophecies]

Finishing things. Starting things. Nothing else in between really.

[Shoulders?-Stomach!]

The first several munches into a bag of crisps like a ridiculous gluttonous crack addict.

[madhair60]

Overhearing your name repeatedly in an increasingly pitiful and desperate conversation between the target of your affection and your rival, and knowing you've won.  Heh heh.

[doppelkorn]

Central-London celebrity spots. They're common enough not to get excited about but rare enough to smile internally and think "The guys at work are gonna love this!". We have a celebrity spot ranking board. Yesterday I got Sandi Toksvig. A solid five.

[Replies From View]

A crafty go on the old internets when nobody else is around.

[non capisco]

Central-London celebrity spots. They're common enough not to get excited about but rare enough to smile internally and think "The guys at work are gonna love this!". We have a celebrity spot ranking board. Yesterday I got Sandi Toksvig. A solid five.

My favourite type of celebrity spotting is just how many times you can spot Dave Benson Phillips over one weekend at the Edinburgh Fringe.

[Better Midlands]

one cotton bud, two ears

[CaledonianGonzo]

Sauntering.