Everywhere in the country you encounter feral British morons driving their cars, low on the ground and with engines tuned to make an intimidating growling noise, their primitive rhythmic music vibrating the ground in a radius of 100 yards, as they peer sightlessly ahead of them with dim, world-hating ferocity.Good grief.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Be very afraid ...
... if people start dancing in the streets. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)
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Glad I went to bed early, then!
ReplyDeleteHappy new year to you, Frank.
i thought the feral morons were normal human beings till i went abroad, to Italy, and discovered that, in fact, they're just normal British citizens.
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