BLEURGH!

I went down the shops, earlier. As I was waiting for the lights to change,
a bunch of the scummiest chavs you've ever seen walked across.

Amongst them was something I think was vaguely female and heavily
pregnant. It was wearing a tracksuit in that grey colour, that the white
ones turn after you leave you socks in the wash with them, and had the
trousers shoved down below the bump and had hoisted the top above it.

I believe there's some fashion element to this, but there must surely be
some sort of limit! Ugly people who wash in rancid chip fat should not be
allowed to do this - let alone breed!

People were incapacitated by dry heaves, the sight was so disgusting!

Ewwwwwww!
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Red death, to set you free (with a big grin on yer mush)

 

Thank you Tomm Voss.

 

change,

They take that long ?

 

FFS, that was a brand fucking new irony meter.

<fx: back to CPC for another one>

 

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Oh come on, you know I'd give 'er one and Champs right behind me for the
sloppy seconds

 

Did that come out quite as you intended?

 

Ffs, I could have been eating...

 

So how about starting by setting an example?

 

Having to see badly-dressed poor people is just soooo distressing isn't it?
Even more so when they are women. Why are these lesser being allowed to
contaminate our streets? Why do they have to dress in such unfashionable,
tatty attire? Why to they have to speak so badly? Why aren't they all
rounded up and locked away somewhere where they won't offend our
sensibilities? I blame the government.

 

**** it...rumbled..
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Cheers!
Fr Jack
B12S (The Red Mist) Yee-Haar!
CB450DX (The Moped) for sale
FRJACKUKRM AT GMAIL DOT COM
Red death, to set you free (with a big grin on yer mush)

 

I think they were all slightly whooshed by you

 

That's exactly what I thought when I started working in Gloucester.