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Hertford

Posted on: November 28th, 2011 by admin 3 Comments

This town is small, very small full of nice buildings but unless you either want a haircut, to get pissed or eat it’s useless. The place is dead during the day, more shops closing down than opening, when they do reopen its as a hairdressers!! There are only so many haircuts you can have. Bonus is that the place is on a train link into London.
By night the girl chavettes come out in (flood in from Essex) heals so high they struggle to walk, often tipping over and head butting the pavement or local shop front. They have more makeup on their faces than can be found in Superdrug and Boots combined, they generally speak another language using words like ‘realm’ which to me means a pack of paper! They proceed to move from bar to bar like a plague, mouthing off, spitting (guys to), abusing passers buy and being predictable in their choice of bar/club. The guys that are out are so vain they choose to spend an evening in one of the 18 hairdressers having s brush up, walking around with aftershave so strong they are like walking glade plug ins on max.
On the whole the place is fine for a night out if you choose your pub wisely, nice walks along the river but its so small and dull! And completely overpriced for what you get.
By: Tom

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luton

Posted on: November 23rd, 2011 by admin 1 Comment

I live in Luton have all my life I have travelled well and can honestly say it is the worst place I have ever been. It is the dullest most deppressing hole full of thick,lazy and mostly foreign wankers. Other towns may have worse areas but as a town as a whole you can’t beat LUTON its a hole that should be filled in and i can’t wait to get the f**k out
By: jilespeters

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Darwen

Posted on: November 23rd, 2011 by admin 18 Comments

If you wanted to catch a bus into Darwen, there would be two options: the bus to Darwen Cemetry or the bus to Darwen Circus. These options greatly sum up the general population of Darwen.

Darwen Cemetry describes the rotting corpses of the drink and drug addicts that skulk around the town centre on a daily basis, generally doing nothing other than stinking of piss and the sort of sweaty stench that can only be achieved if you don’t wash for 10 years.

On the other hand, Darwen Circus describes the chavvy clowns who live off the dole because the only test they’d ever pass would be for Chlamydia. These types of subhumanity are the sort of people you would expect to find on the Jeremy Kyle show, dressed up smart in their Umbro trackies and Fila trainers, missing a few teeth and trying to prove that the baby is their’s only so that they could continue claiming Child Benefits to pay for their cannabis habit.

If that wasn’t enough, Darwen has no shops, no nightlife and no hope. It truly is a cesspit in the human gene pool. So if you ever find yourself within a miles radius of Darwen town centre… turn around – quickly. 

By: Alice Casey

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Falmouth

Posted on: November 17th, 2011 by admin No Comments

Falmouth is an interesting town.

Vibrant, with a lot going for it.

Numerous beaches and yacht havens. Yes this may seem like an ideal place to be, but there are areas that blight this town’s image.

The worst places have to be Old Hill and Acasia. Two estates where the scum of the earth live and breath. Separated by one main road cutting right through the middle. Old Hill is basically a dumping ground, where most councils from outside Cornwall decide to release their unruly tennants, to rid them for good. These people then unfortunately breed and present us with the chav.

If you decide to venture there, prepare yourself for the local youths to try and speak to you in their native tongue. It makes you wonder why the police station was built just a few hundred yards away! If you decide to relocate to Falmouth, just avoid this area and you’ll be fine.

Falmouth school have to put up with these people throughout the day.  You can tell from the day they start, they’ll grow up to be really skillful chavs. Not to forget their slags.

You may also see the odd scrote ragging it about the Longfield estate on a stolen ped. If you do, push them off. You’d be doing us all a favour!

By: Ian

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Mixenden, Halifax

Posted on: November 17th, 2011 by admin 4 Comments

I cannot believe that this scumhole of the North has not yet been recorded as one of the worst chav towns in the entirety of the U.K. Halifax is a town that has, or should I say, used to have, the reputation of an honest, working man’s town, with everyone living in harmony, with very little trouble. However, following various recessions, and a lack of employment, a certain species of life came out of the dark cracks of society and reared it’s ugly head. This is the northern Yorkshire chav, and these tend to nucleate in the poorest neighbourhood of Halifax, Mixenden. On a weekday, you may not get so much trouble. The scum tend to stay indoors and drink, smoke cannabis or snort plant fertiliser using their dole money that the honest tax payer was obliged to surrender. The off licences, or offies as they are called in Halifax, are constantly out of varius alcohols such as Frosty Jack’s Cider, Kestrel and Skoll. All the stereotypical alcohols of choice of the chav scum that inhabit the area. On the weekend, trouble really does kick off. Such degeneration is rife, that even bus shelters are never spared. 

Wander into a park on a weekend evening. A common sight to see in Mixenden are bottles of cheap generic brand lager that are strewn on the floor, and old bags of cannabis and other drugs are found too. The smell of urine and cannabis hang in the air, and you can hear the local slurred dialect of the parasitic chav, maybe arguing, having mannerisms such as saying ‘swear down’ after every sentence, overuse of the word ‘innit’ etc. Beware of sitting on park benches; semen from the chavs or other fluids secreted from the chav vermin may still be present on the benches after a night of drunken sex in the park. Fine examples ae always seen on the Jeremy Kyle Show; if the people have a Yorkshire Accent, chances are they hail from Mixenden or any other similar Yorkshire breeding area. 

The chav demographic of Mixenden is similar to those of other infested scumholes of the United Kingdom. Male chavs from the age of 16+ tend to be found sitting on fences, smoking roll-ups, maybe with a bottle of White Star. The look in the eyes will be typical to that of the species, bloodshot and dazed. Women, once again 16+, are once again found smoking, with large ear piercings and tacky clothing, pushing along a baby stroller with a poor maldeveloped child inside (from drinking and taking drugs when pregnant). Odds are, the child will be eating a McDonald’s sandwich. Children can often be seen wearing tracksuits, and standing outside offies with money, begging you to go inside and buy cigarettes for them.

 When we consider Mixenden, we feel sorry for the country. These sponges ought to be rid of. My immediate suggestion would be to close off the areas, withdraw all alcohol and tobacco from offies in the locality, and perhaps sterilising all of the women. Only by this means will we be able to move forward.

By: davey

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