The Bane of Britain
Alright then team, here's one:
Some of you may have read people's ever more common posts about "chavs" or "townies". For those of you who don't know what a "chav" might be, or for those that do, but want to know more, I've found a wonderful and informative website: http://www.chavscum.co.uk/ Burberry caps and Reebok Classics all round! Very funny, and for our non-UK friends a unique insight into the bottom of Britain's barrel. I particularly recommend "How to spot a chav" and the forum. But the question is - am I actually being a snob here? Is this really just a snipe at poor people, or a much needed light shone into the dark, dank corners of society? Please discuss... (By the way, any true-life examples of chavs at large are most welcome). Right - I'm off to lock down everything in the garden... Edit: A rather ammusing, yet truthful, Scottish Game |
Yeah i see a lot of chavs.
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Ah, I see. Chavs are like british wiggers.
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What worse!? |
Back here in Illinois we just calls 'em "retards"
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ahahahahaha. hahaha. Oh man. I was actually lol-ing there for like 5 minutes. Yeah, I'm weird. But we have tons of wiggers here in AZ...it's funny to watch them. |
Esus. I love you for bringing this site to my attention.
*gives cookie* |
ooo now i see what you mean about townies because up here you call the m Chavs, piece's of ****
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My entire class romm is full of Chavs!
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there are a bunch of them at my school.
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Yay! A cookie!
Your siggy quote Hobo, who said that? I canny remember... though I think it was you... :fuzconf: |
Our English class and teacher were discussing if it is just another Social divide we all live by like in the book 'Emma' were Emma looks down on that Steve Martin farmer peep because of his family farmingness even though he's really articulate.
But when i pointed out that Steve Martin isn't a c*nt and Townies are...well...that ended the debate there. Now do y'all see why they should be neutered? |
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Cookies for all! *hands out cookies* |
I hate Chavs and Pikeys.
I almost got myself in a fight with a Chav today, if Sid wasnt waiting for me i would have floored the bugger.... |
I know a load of townies. They're funny to listen to and just as funny to watch.
I HATE THEM. |
I think the ultimate chav is Andy Capp. He wears those ass-ugly hats and sits around the house in jeans and a sweaty wife beater and shovels junk food in his mouth while watching trashy television shows.
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Statikk, you just made me chuckle out my ass. I love you. Sex?
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No, but I wouldn't mind a bag of Salsa Fries right now.
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Chavs, that's a new one on me... Lakenham is populated mostly by Townies. I hate them so much; soaking up their mouth-fed media, listening to their uninnovative sounds, speaking in vulgar terms on topics so mundane: "Huh, look where he parked his car," followed by five minutes of insulting their friend. They all know me around here, though, since I used to go to school with them. For eight years. I don't know whether that's good or bad.
See, if they didn't know me, they might be more inclined to hammer me into the ground with my own bones when they spot me striding home in a royal blue blazer every afternoon. On the other hand, if they didn't recognise me, they probably wouldn't try and wien me into their shallow interchanges of crass speech every time they come into the shop. The best ones are the ones who ignore me. On the other hand, I wouldn't say they're the worst bunch to populate my suburb. The alcoholic who tried to steal alcohol from the shop this morning was a sad case. I haven't been that shaken up since the helicopter fell on Dr Romano. But getting back on topic, I don't like townies. I wouldn't say it's a case of economic divisions: it's a case of attitudes towards society and other people, character and personality. And pronunciation. And their Thames Valley accents. And their lewdness and obnixiousness. |
Mmmm.. cookie.
Anyway i have this very good friend,... but i think he's a chav, and i don't like that. Not at all. |