Written by Anonymous Visitor and posted in Grampian, Scotland, United Kingdom

Inverurie is essentially a nice little rural town on the banks of the river Don, just up the road from Aberdeen. It has alot to offer; the people are friendly, the shops are pretty good, the parks are pleasant enough…..but has some twisted mastermind organised a chav breeding programme in this town?
The place is teeming with white trainer wearing, spitting chav-monkeys dropping cans of Irn Bru everywhere. Their lives are devoted to chav-ing up their beloved Corsa and sitting in it outside the Co-op, parked six inches from some other mindless chav, eyeing up some buggy pushing, chip eating, trackie-clad chavettes.

A large chrome exhaust does not make a 1.3 litre Corsa into a sports car, why rev the tiny guts out of it down the High Street drawing attention to the fact that you own a s**t car?

I don’t get it.

Anyway, as a fairly new resident I would be grateful if someone could explain to me why the concentration of chavs is so high in this otherwise pleasant town.