Thank you Loiner for your approval, I'm so glad I've finally lived up to your expectations. Now the next step for me is to be as constantly funny and interesting as you are, with all those great links to Oasis songs and conversations about what you call lunch, you're amazing!!
Leeds Kensington of the North, The UKâs Milan and Englandâs Barcelona are just some of the names used to describe this up-and-coming former textile town in West Yorkshire. Personally I prefer scally riddled ****-tip. True, the bourgeoisie glory of parts of the city centre is a sight to behold, however this is a cruel aberration. Just a bricks throw from Harvey Nicks and Louis Vuitton lies an altogether much darker side. Designer chic gives way to Kappa ****e. Aston Martins are replaced by souped-up Novas and bulldog-faced fat slags and their smack-head boyfriends replace the long-limbed beautiful people of the cities Milanese arcades. If ever there was a case of a sows ear masquerading as a silk purse, itâs Leeds. Underneath all the rhetoric and the snooty bars, Leeds is chavscum central. Dare to venture into the city centre after dark and you get to see the real Leeds in itâs awful, head-stomping, blood stained glory. Inebriated fat whores, eff and blind their way from trashy bar to trashy bar, while rodent-faced arsewipes hurl obscenities at couples leaving the numerous swish restaurants. Amidst all the mayhem, dozens of crackheads hide in darkened alleyways waiting to pounce jack-the-ripper like on unsuspecting revellers. A night-out in Leeds is truly a must for those case studying gratuitous violence and depraved sexual conduct. Come daybreak after all the older chavs have smashed and vomited their way home, the younger breed of chavs venture out. The delightful neighbourhoods of Beeston, East End Park and Gipton are the perfect locations to see these particularly vile specimens. Twelve year old trollops resplendent in their Lizzy Duke earrings and Mr T chains, stuff Gregs pasties into their offsprings chocolate covered mouths. Meanwhile demonic gangs of stick wielding hooded scumbags prowl the streets looking for old folk and students to rob and throw in the nearest canal. Yes, Leeds has a unique and altogether more terrifying mutation on the urban chav, the psycho chav, and be warned, these can be female as well as male, although I use the term âfemaleâ rather loosely. Bump into these c*nts and youâd better be able to fight like a Rottweiler with trapped knackers or run like cheetah with a banger up itâs arse. Damien from The Omen has nothing on these arseholes.
The South of England / North of France is ****. It's what gives the rest of the UK a bad name, because uninformed foreigners think we all went to Eton and Oxbridge and got bum-raped by a Latin tutor called Cornelius, resulting in homosexual tendencies and a desire to call a bacon sarnie an "exquisite ciabatta roll filled to the brim with beautiful, gently-fried honey-glazed ham".
I know, pressing ctrl+c then ctrl+v isn't too tricky... I never claimed to write it, I wouldn't waste that much of my life, just like Loiner didn't make the video he posted. Anything else useful to add?
Stick around WRT, we could do with a bit of counter-hate to balance all the envy from the crumbling Scotch Cartel who used to run this place before we came along.
Unfortunately you're wrong, most of Europe and the World see us as either Royal loving ponces or thick drunk football hooligans.
Dev hadn't you seen Loiner rambling on about it before? Loiner, Yonner and Huth are uniting to make people look silly...
Have they not already done that by making themselves all look like ****ing idiots? They should combine brains, between them they could probably cobble together one the size of a squirrel's.
Huth the racist squirrel. Loiner the philosopher Yonner the Stonner How can we mere mortals fight their rebellion to throw over the "old guard" and take over the whole forum through sheer force of will? Mummy, i'm scared.
