Tuesday, 11 May 2010
Bank
Just been to the bank. The bank's in the town centre. The town centre is full of young, mainly pigugly girls with pushchairs containing at least two kids, they wear trackie bottoms and lots of jewellery in holes they make in themselves. The chaps are equally ugly, smelly, cruffy and eat McDonalds in the street.
They don't work.
They don't want to.
They don't need to.
They are mainly unemployable except doing jobs which the Poles are doing nicely.
That's why I don't want Labour.
That's why, if a Labour pact gets into government, I shall opt out of of society completely. Because I can.
Posted by Uncle Marvo at 14:42
Does Uncle Marvo live where I used to?
http://tiomarvo.blogspot.com/2010/05/bank.html
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