OH MY F*****G GOD!!!! mini shitty little ankle biting c***s & kappa slappers as far as the eye can see! if they are not in garston speeding around the drive thru in one of the most sorry looking mcdonalds you will ever step foot in, they are gathering by the masses outside guess where….yes mc sodding donalds outside the harlequin in watfords high street. It festers with the creepy crawley mini c***s and wiggas (deary me soooooo many wiggas!!) which constantly make unwanted, pointless & stupid remarks & just generally making life for us normal watford dwellers really shamefully s**t! i have to say i am embaressd to even live nearby, 1ce more i cant escape the enoying little c***s as the c**v population is starting to swarm my quite little village Bricket wood!!! i say us norms band together & fight back, gather them up & lets commit a bit of mass genocide!!
watford c**v grooming & fashion:
i must say out of all the c***s, the watford c**v trys hardest to merge with its civilised bretherin (bredgewin),although they all dress the same still right down to the same f*****g hairstyle! shopping only in sport shops for their “aeeh ffawce wunz” or pearly white k-swiss, the watford c**v shops in the more boutique-like monserrat, stocking brands such as voi, guide, fcuk and for the more uper class c**v evisu, iceberg, moschino etc. the watford c**v also indulges in a little literature across their chests, most found in river island or topman eg ‘suck medic’….. clever, and then there is always fcuk, the louting c**v’s favourite expression of wit.
it is well known that all c***s rush to “ego” barbers to get there off center mo-hawk type shitty thing & zig zag lines cut into their head, the more daring amongst them will dye the mo-hawk blonde or bright red. Although it is economically cheap to be a c**v, it seems in watford they are more than willing to make the leap to ‘bovvy market’ to spend thier stolen pension money and splash out on all the von dutch and burberry and drum n bass tape collections their hearts desire.
C**v Education: to learn to be the quintessential c**v u hav first to put in some time at West Herts college. they end up here after a failed attempt in school and still have the desire to go on (dont know why). popular choices find young mum chavettes extending their ‘talents’ ironically to childcare or leisure and tourism.
In all it is easy to see how watford typifies c**v; seeing as even the welsh nomads goldie lookin chain chose watford as the backdrop for thier spoof video to ‘guns dont kill people rappas do’