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I have officially joined the Chavs!, yesterday I traded in me Beemer, for a renault clio with a wail-tail, and an exhaust as big as Madonna,s fanny!, Iam now wearing burberry underpants, complete with designer skid marks! (my own design of course), and I have bought a ferret to amuse me mates, whilst they sit in the back gobbing at people thru the window.
I,m now reading the Sun everyday, and have just booked to see Jim Davidson in panto, Iv,e given me shitty Cartier watch to me uncle, and traded up to a 'Tommy Hillfucker' copy, the Moose has been eaten (bit sad about that one) and I,m now the proud owner of a cross between a bull mastiff, and a donkey, so it,s fit but with crap breath! I,v,e traded in all me CD,s and bought some decent drum and bass, by some cunt called Warner and his brother, and I feel a changed man.......
Right I,m off to offend some innocent cunts, by shitting on thier car bonnet!
Oh! and seeing as Magoo,s back, I,m off to do some serious Malling.

Aint life fucking great!...innit.

Life is good if you are a chav
I spotted a very chavy lady in the services on the way home yesterday driving a black bmw 5 with a baked bean can exhaust and she was sporting a very pink burberry hat

I've got a few accessories left over from my yobbo days

Lime Green Reflecto Sunglasses

Homer Simpson T-shirt...emblazoned with the phrase....

If somethings
HARD
to do
THEN IT'S NOT
WORTH
DOING

Picture of Homer asleep with a can Of DUFF beer

Black Peaked Cap...with white writing on front...YOU IDIOT

Do these entitle me to partial CHAV staus if worn?

cheers
B....OZ

Aussie chavs don't qualify Buttsie. Unfortunately, British Chavs are a breed unto themselves.
Be thankful, trust me

Move to Braintree in Essex to complete your Chav transformation and unite with the Chav Army amassing there. You will find a designer outlet village where you can pick up designer labels dirt cheap (There's a Burberry store there) which is handily placed near a Chicago's bar and the car park is big and usually empty so you can spend hours doing handbrake turns in it thereby impressing Chav girls. There is a McDonalds drive-through and a KFC next to eachother just up the road for all your dietary needs, a "Spoons" pub devoid of character and offering cheap beer and a few dealers in crap but expensive car parts for your modded Clio.

There is a fight every Friday and Saturday night somewhere in the town and the A and E dept' at Broomfield Hospital is about ten minutes away in the Clio if you take a real battering.

Housing is shit and plentiful on new estates festooned with speed bumps and the whole town is surrounded by by-passes suitable for blatting the Clio up and down.

Most of the pubs show live football and there are some convenient take-aways near the pubs that can be vandalised after England lose, even if the other team isn't Turkey.

There are plenty of pavements to puke on and walls to piss up.

Sounds like fucking paradise to me!, mansion for sale sign,s already gone up.
Now where did I put me streets CD.

And to think Sartre described Hell as 'other people'.
He should have taken a day-trip to Brain(less)tree.

Bummer

I was looking forward to getting all dressed down to go roaming the streets and generally being anti-social

On a serious note some of Adelaides Worst Suburbs are those that have a high English Migrant quota...not exclusively

Mainly down to Youth Unemployment which has been running bewteen 20-40% for decades...gangs/petty criminals rule the roost

Its the ownly way open to them that they can see

cheers
B....OZ