C***s are people we have come to poke fun at and ridicule because of their zany fashion sense and wacky behaviour, but the Birkenhead equivalent especially those that live in the North End and on the Ford Estate (or Beechwood as it’s now called) are barely even human.
These s******s that hang around Birkenhead are NOT repeat NOT C***s, honestly. I was born in St Catherines hospital in Tranmere, and lived on the Ford Estate, in Prenton and Upton then eventually ended up in West Kirby before leaving home. I know Birkenhead personally and i would never give those f*****s the benefit of putting them in any particular class, even the lowest class of all, C**v Class. If they were even remotely aware of the C**v phenomenon, they would wish they were part of it, however they are so much lower than that.
Unless your mum is in birkenhead and is on her death bed and you need to see her before you die, never go to Birkenhead. Acually forget that, even your dying mother isn’t worth visiting Birkenhead for.
You get bombarded with such a fake scouse accent everywhere, as they’re all trying to be ‘harder’ than Liverpudlians. and i genuinely think that the trackie bottoms tucked into the socks thing was invented in Birkenhead, so all us C**v haters have even more of an excuse for hating Birkonian “Scallies” as they’re commonly known.
I will have more to say on the matter, but i can’t fit my whole life experience of chavvie/scally s**m on this one post.