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Taunting pedestrians.
Dwarl-flunking (no, not really).
Trying to break my pissing-up-the-wall record.
Taunting foreigners.
Listening to Mantovani (this doesn't count as music).
Taunting motorists.
Making flatulent noises with my armpits.
Taunting politicians.
Making flatulent noises with politicians' armpits (very difficult, this one).
Taunting babies, and people who look like babies (except Matt Lucas).
Seeing how long I can hold my breath.
Taunting pregnant women. Dribblers !
Cataloguing my elastic-band collection.
Taunting traffic-wardens.
Cataloguing my chiropodist's elastic-band collection.
Taunting chiropodists (for having piss-poor elastic-band collections).

I have many more to list, but I can tell you're not really interested.

watching reruns of baliffs.

You mean to say there are other things to do ?

nothing wrong with shooting in the right context, i've got a number of mates who shoot, they are so not upper class, more at the opposite end of the scale. The difference is, I think, is that they eat what they shoot or sell it to the local butcher. The problem I have is when people kill things just for 'sport' ie fox hunting, that has no real purpose except 'fun'.
Me, I can't be arsed with the noise, I prefer climbing and mountains, much less noise and people!!!