Typical Friday night in Tewkesbury Town,
The night starts at around seven o’clock when the chavettes have greased back their hair as tight as possible, put on their huge gold looped earings and have told mum to tuck their kids into bed. Their male counterparts put on their best clay coloured rockports, fake bling and made sure that they have got their weeks wages (stolen obviously) in their pocket’s for a trip down the ‘Wine Rack’.
Once in Tewkesbury the ‘chav’ gathering starts to emerge. Come seven thirty it’s time for a trip to ‘Wine Rack’. Usually a group of 3 chav’s wonder aimlessly in, (with the combined age of 35) pick’s out a big 2litre bottle of White Lightening each, they all walk up to the counter, no questions asked usually-but sometimes the odd member of staff arises with the question how old are you? In which case the chav’s walk out and get their 25 year old mum to buy it for them. Now the chav’s have their booze they get ready to make their way down to ‘Burger Star’ and ‘One Stop’, once there, they parade the curbs tormenting passers by with foul language and try to persude them to buy fag’s for them! By nine o’clock they are as chav’s would describe as ‘wrecked’, the chavettes see how many boy’s they can pull before ‘Burger Star’ closes, and the lads see how many people they can beat up and how much private property they can vandalise, before the police move them along to Cascades car park!
Tewkesbury is one of many towns being over run with chav vermin so when you see a chav that thinks he’s ‘ard’ walkin down the street smack him one for everyone that hate’s CHAV’S!!!!
