Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in South East, United Kingdom, West Sussex

Worthing, west sussex. Chav central. i live in worthing and have done all my life. i have had to cope with these people for the last 18 years. Chavs seem to think that having fun is hanging around McDonalds on a friday or saturday night, drinking white lightning and smirnoff ice. ha ha ha.
they wear there jewlery like its a big thing and nothing can beat there chain that hangs round there neck almost long enough to cover there groin area. baseball caps which are so far up on there head you could blow it off. walking around like they rule the town, smashing windows, hurling abuse at the people walking to or from a night out in the town.
unfortunatly i used to be a mcdonalds employee and there i gained my hate towards there stupid little retards who think they are it.
FUNNY STORY:-
one night in the worthing mcdonalds about 10.30 a group of 5 or so chavs started trying to get in as we were closed as like we closed at ten for the last 6 years. us employees were having a break at the time when two of them kicked the door and smashed the glass. having already taken trouble from these kids earlier in the evening, we decided to take matters into our own hands. two of us immediatly got and vastly fallowed by the other 6 who were working. ran out the fire escape and started to chase the chavs through town. down montague street onto the sea-front and to the gate of the pier where they tried coming back on themselves and got caught.(by us) at first we wanted to batter the little w*****s but decided it would be more fun to take them to mcdonalds call the police and there parents. in the end we didnt give the beatings but they still got them. ha ha ha


Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in South East, United Kingdom, West Sussex

a disgusting viale dirty town where all the chav scum bags live terrifiing never ever go there i live there and im telliing you it is horrible im 11 and go to a respectible school called the vale which is in findon but the most disgraceful schools are durington high and worthing high drugs and alsorts it is dispicible with drunks and everything and they both room eith chav scum bags but davison is on the same level of chavs but the chavs room the streets and we need to do somthing about it im not happy about chavs they are scum and fishous horrible and evil and scummy towards everyone and they have no manners at all they make me sick yuk chavs these days i know im ownly 11 but i do know what is going on around me i mean im not thick im not a very good speller but i want havs to pay for what they do to us.
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Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in South East, United Kingdom, West Sussex

Worthing, worthing worthing worthing. Im only 12, I try to go to town with my friends and we get abused all day by chavs. If you hate chavs, hunt them or want to stab one go to theese areas::: Aquarena, Mc Donalds, JJB(obviousley), AMF(bowling), ARCADES (CHAV HOTSPOT), Worthing and West Worthing station, Durrington(tesco….DEFINATLEY chav hotspot,). The main places to miss though would be the durrington area. The places to stay away from chavs: Hobo, Warwick street music supplies(chavs cnt be bothered to play instruments) Alleyoops, any posh resturant, anywhere that sells real jewlerry bla bla bla bla bla bla….. On one occasion a chav tried to strangle me, saw him later with my friends, basically s**t himself and went to get hisd posse. Him being my age(12) went and got his ‘friends’ average age of 16 so i pissed myself and ran away. Funny thing is they ran before me because a traffic warden walked past, there so thick they thought it was the police. Good luck on chav hunting/shooting.


Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in South East, United Kingdom, West Sussex

Worthing, a feeble and haggard town, a windswept grief-hole, abandoned by hope, prosperity and good taste, a fortress against progress, a place, not only recognizable by its mediocrety, but defined by it. Its brow beaten residents, defeated by life, live from day to day, lottery night to lottery night, giro to giro, vainly clawing at an existence that could be considered worthy.
Spend a day here, buses pass, dead eyes, gaze blankly from their murky windows. Pedestrians trudge aimlessly, from one chore to the next, as the local radio station spews forth the soundtrack to a turbulent sea of empty lives.
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Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in South East, United Kingdom, West Sussex

I wish to describe to you all the most dangerous and yet exciting time to chav spot / hunt in Worthing. CHAV SABBATH! (Saturday to the rest of us). Walking through the town centre between 10am and 6pm I am deafened by the clanking of hollow gold plated jewellery as the chavettes swan about donning their finery. (Last week I actually heard one shout ‘If you see Shell and she’s wearin loadsa gold tell her it’s mine and I’m gonna kick her face in!). My ears are also treated the the joyous squealing of baby chavs having their ears peirced at Claires Accessories. Two year olds stagger about playing with fag butts, wearing cropped tops and platform boots as their parents stand around the old band stand comparing the gleam from their prison white reeboks! MacDonalds seems to have double the staff on as they cater for the weekly festival of chav … s**t shops s**t sales! Glancing into New Look or MK One is not unsimiliar to looking into a fisherman’s bucket as the faux burberry clad maggots engage in a frenzied hunt for the latest outfit for a tenner that can proclaim ‘I’m in Girls Aloud with a David Dickinson tan’! As lunchtime strikes, the chav thermometer heats up … it’s the JJB sports staff lunch hour and they can use those staff permit ID neck tag things to land a chavette to die for (well, increase the debt to Grattan Catalogue for at least!). As the day closes on another Chav Sabbath the street cleaners arrive, sweeping away tons of Superkings fag butts, cans of redbull and the bodies of those not strong enough to survive the chav stampede for some dodgy unlicensed stall selling fcuk phone covers (2 for £8.00). And of course by 7pm it’s all starting again, for in Worthing there is GALA BINGO!


Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in South East, United Kingdom, West Sussex

Well well…. another normal night in Worthing for me. my train pulls into Worthing train station and I am presented with a 10 pound penalty fare for not having a ticket so I pay the cost of my journey and put the fine in my pocket. On my departure of Worthing train station I try to avoid the cars that race up and down and round and round the Teville Gate (Car Park) area, beeping horns, reving engines, wheels spinning, boots open pumpinmg out bassy house music, I walk on……
Passing hooded figures in the dark, groups of girls wearing cheap jewellery and matching sportswear and white trainers shouting amongst themselves MEEECHELLE OH COME ON!!!!!! F**K OFF CHARDONAY YOU SLAG!!! OI DAZ? WHERE YOU GOIN? GOT A LIGHT MATE? OI, GOT 50p?

Anyway, I managed to avoid the group by crossing the road looking down at the ground, watching my flared chords flap against each leg, I zip up my parka and keep quiet.

I enter the offie and grab 6 Stellas, no way I’m out round town tonight!

I walk on… passing EDEN, it’s dead in there, pass Wheatherspoons, cor it’s ever so bright, just like a supermarket! I see a bunch of townie girls all cleavaged up, I cross over towards the TOAD (girls night, they get free drinks)
OI WHAT YOU FUCKIN LOOKIN AT MATE? I’ll CUT YA IF YOU ARE CHECK OUT MY BIRD! oh dear…

Chatsworth Road is packed full of chavs, souped up Novas and Cavaliers zooming up and down
Someone gets thrown out of the ASSEMBLY in front of me, it kicks off!
I run off to my mates for the evening!

might go out for last orders…… or maybe even the club up the road where everyone is over 30!

I’m not scared! Barred from most places thank god! lol


Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in South East, United Kingdom, West Sussex

Littlehamptons big brother- Worthing. A town so steeped in right wing chavism that when the Arts World requested a statue of Oscar Wilde (he wrote many plays here) in the town centre- the authorities said no- a gay man in a chav town would be just too much for the locals.
The town is a strange mixture of very old people who all fought in the war and… chavs. Every corner has a chav girl with her (minimum) two trainee toddler chavs. Five feet walking in front is the latest chav boyfriend with his two chav mates checking out the security at every supermarket- chavs don’t like paying for things in Worthing.
The town centre still has a thriving wimpy- the restuarant choice of the local chav hordes. The pub chains are all here- giving the chav a chance to enter, fight be thrown out- and then do it again up the road. Unfortunately for door staff the chavs all look the same and make up 92 per cent of the population so theres little chance of chav exclusion from night spots.
Most towns have one plus point- a good bit. Not Worthing. If Littlehampton is the out of control teenager then Worthing is the older brother that influences all the way to the local police station. With its ugly sister, Bognor, just down the road, this chav family of towns is crying out for global warming to raise the sea level.