In my many years of working around the country I have never encountered somewhere so chavved-up as Kidderminster (Worcestershire).
Unfortunately I happen to work in a building above the local “Social” so a c**v is never far away. The police are called at least once a week when a c**v is refused their “giro” and starts to smash the place up.
C***s can be found throughout the town with hotspots at Weaver’s Wharf (JJB Sports), Bull Ring (The “Social”) and Vicar Street (various c**v retailers). The c**v population is currently increasing exponentially (some parts of Kidderminster can’t receive a TV signal) and a healthy grouping of Silver C***s are present in the locality.
I would have to say and no one can even attempt to argue with me, that the town of Kiddeminster is the chaviest ever in the world of C**v. If C***s had a country of their own then Kidderminster or Kiddy as it’s known would be the capital around the town centre of which they wouls build shanty towns (council estates as they’re known). Go through one of these estates and you will see the obligatory England flag hung out of the window of every room in the house and stuck out of the window of the c**v chariots they Kev up, and drive around for hours in going nowhere but doing in a line. Venture in to the centre of town and you see the c***s walking around in groups hanging around mcdonalds or the pound shop trying to look cool and hard, when they look neither.
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