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1. Practically cutting your finger off on the stupid little serrated edge cutter thing.
2. The clingfilm getting all tangled up so you can't do sod all with it anyway.
3. It getting torn, so that when you unroll the clingfilm, it rips and the width of the clingfilm gets thinner and thinner because the rest of it still wrappred around the tube. You then have to spend half an hour with a bread knife sorting it out.
4. Running out. Why is it so difficult to tell how much is left on the roll? So when you DO finally manage to tear some off, it's not enough as the bloody roll runs out!
5. Your girlfriend wanders in and says "I can't belive you have trouble with this." And rips off a piece perfectly, which is just the right size and everything.
You may be asking yourself why I have become so intimate with clingfilm recently, and it is because I began to clingfilm my mates car up when his window was smashed, and he had to drive back from Leicester to Essex.
But then the car window bloke turned up, so I'm left with two rolls of something I hate.
Nice.
Its not just blokes.
because of this as I grew up, I never mastered the art of wrapping cheese and felt I had failed my Pop until a friend of mine mocked me for complaining about not being able to do it. I told her to do it her bloody self then, and then watched her wrap up some cheese in a bed sheet sized piece of cling film. So thick that you could no longer recognise what was inside.
and that was the end of my complex about cling film.
That makes me sound sadder than usual.
I'm outta here.
1. Practically cutting your finger off on the stupid little serrated edge cutter thing.
2. The clingfilm getting all tangled up so you can't do sod all with it anyway.
3. It getting torn, so that when you unroll the clingfilm, it rips and the width of the clingfilm gets thinner and thinner because the rest of it still wrappred around the tube. You then have to spend half an hour with a bread knife sorting it out.
4. Running out. Why is it so difficult to tell how much is left on the roll? So when you DO finally manage to tear some off, it's not enough as the bloody roll runs out!
5. Your girlfriend wanders in and says "I can't belive you have trouble with this." And rips off a piece perfectly, which is just the right size and everything.
You may be asking yourself why I have become so intimate with clingfilm recently, and it is because I began to clingfilm my mates car up when his window was smashed, and he had to drive back from Leicester to Essex.
But then the car window bloke turned up, so I'm left with two rolls of something I hate.
Nice.