Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in South Glamorgan, United Kingdom, Wales

Gibby park and ‘Caddy'(chav slang for Cadoxton)train station,is where most typical rude boys hang out,polluting a once nice area.I once got beaten up going to call for my mate who lives by caddoxton train station,some dumpy little chav and his ‘bra’s’came up and asked me for a fag,when I told them to f**k off and get their own fags all 6 of the little bastards layed into me,not stopping til I had a small cut under my eye from one of their sovereign rings and a black eye.Luckily,they didnt have the brains to go through my pockets and take my wallet.Anyway,enough about the experiences I’ve had with the bastards.They typically hang round a few places,two of which I’ve mentioned,the others include the docks,where the “men” try to pick up cheap girls to have another child with,one of two Spar’s in Colcot(which,surprisingly,is also in Colcot),or a delapidated park in the middle of a cheap council estate.If you mistakenly venture into one of these places,I advise you find the quickest route out and RUN,because if you look like you have money,or if you look different in any way(baggy jeans,all your teeth,5 fingers on each hand),expect trouble.The local comp is infested with chavs,who get a worrying amount of pleasure mouthing off at teachers and hitting people younger than themselves in large groups.All in all,Barry is a lot worse than most people think,with fights happening in the street every night.What Barry needs is a nuclear explosion



Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in South Glamorgan, United Kingdom, Wales

You may have seen other posts about Barry, but its getting worse. Being an attendant of Barry boys school i am right in the firing line. Approximately 85% of the ‘students’ are townies. A typical chav school day involves ‘mitchin maffs coz its s**t n that’ ‘goin down tha tree for a fag’ and shouting general abuse at those of us who actually plan to learn in school. Or just not turning up. Bad in theyre opinions. Of course not all chavs go to school as they’re inbred bodies have managed to reach past adolescency. So its ‘down va post office for my dole n that’ and then to the nearest park, usually ‘gibby park’ or ‘highlight innit’, 2.99 alcohol from ‘tha spaaar’ in hand, polluted sunlight glinting off nickel plated bracelets and ‘diamond’ earrings.
Barry is slowly suffocating under the weight of these shitbags. They’d probably say ‘yer well its dem stinkin moshpots like im ova there’ (*pointing at me*). No its you, you poor excuses for an already degenerating human race. Do us all a favour and gas yourselves.
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