Soldato
- Joined
- 29 Dec 2004
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- Shepley
I certainly don't live in the worst area, by day that is, but once the sun goes down the local council estate scum set up camp outside the Spar across the road making for some delightful entertainment after they've finished off their Lambrusco. This usually includes smashing bottles on the road, putting the bus shelter windows through, kicking the shutters of all the shops and then telling us all about their personal lives. Today's highlight was seeing a 6'5" lad being chased down the street by a Vicky Pollard lookalike screaming "I bet you've not told her it's your ****ing baby". Great fun. Except when you want to sleep, or y'know, leave your own house. My little brother's round the corner at his mate's house but he's separated by no-man's land till morning so only option is for him to stay there or drive round all of a minute and pick him up. You've got to love modern Britain.
We called the police 40 minutes ago, their cameo appearance is yet to take place. I'll keep you posted.
We called the police 40 minutes ago, their cameo appearance is yet to take place. I'll keep you posted.
