The Apocalyptic End… and it doesn’t stop here!
Colchester, the unlikely centre of Chavsville! With a dilapidated bus station best serve their loitering habit and numerous off licenses and Wheatherspoon Bars they have been served a mighty Capitol in which to stretch their ever-expanding hive of Burberry. I argue that an Essex accent is a potent weapon especially when peppered with the liberal use of the ‘C’ word – an abhorrent prostitution of our fair language. Random, sporadic violence and record numbers of ‘ASBO’ (Anti-Social Behavior Disorder) are now the norm in this once great town. They laugh at the initiated, nay they cackle. Indeed to the untrained ear they seem to choke. Only this week a 14 year old boy/chimp in cap and polo shirt (do I need to tell you the collar was raised?) has been handed an ASBO and expelled from school for violence and disruption – there is no hope for him save a tidy jail cell!
Colchester is now overrun with the benefit-grabbing filth that are the Chav class. My usual tolerance of the under classes has abandoned me. Had the problem been contained in Colchester’s borders then I could rightly call myself, and other Tax paying subjects, a hero in a futile attempt to spare the nation from the cancer that is the Chav! Not so…
It appears they have established clans in all corners of our once fair Island. Now is the time to rise against the puerile monkeys, absent of brain! They have slowly indoctrinated themselves into our culture and are now so rife our very way of life is approaching its impending collapse!
I propose revolutionary change – indeed a political force with a manifesto designed to rid ourselves of this curse! Who’s with me?