I’ve lived in and around Bracknell for longer than I care to mention and therefore have had to put up with the filthy **** underclass for a long time. I remember the pathetic thick skulled twats at Brakenhale (Brakenfail) all turning up on their brand new sports mopeds. Up to their eyes in HP and looking forward to starting their apprenticeship (‘prentiship’) at Ferranti’s (Franti’s), British Aerospace or Honeywell (‘Unnywewls’). Most of these once great businesses have now disappeared down the drain leaving behind their socially inept ******** with huge great chips on their shoulders.

The thing is with these guys they think society owes them something. Or that they have been wronged in some way. They walk about in a constantly ignorant and arrogant manner with a ‘I’m alright Jack’ attitude. ‘If you don’t like it, stuff it!’ The truth is that they are inadequate and unable to express themselves effectively so they put on this hard exterior to try to front themselves up.
Go into any business on the industrial estates and you will find the most arrogant ******** behind the counter who think they have the god given right to be rude and offensive to customers.

Go into the town centre at weekends and the place is crawling with the skinny, shifty, crafty tattooed, pierced, smoking, chewing, scruffy, cheap, ‘don’t give a f%!K’ arsewipes.

What is with all this ****** branded clothes they wear? They all want to look as **** as each other? Why would anyone spend money on a product and advertise the manufacturer for free? If you want me to advertise your **** you can pay me thank you very much!

If there ever was an opportunity to piss these theiving ******** off or have one over on them I would welcome it. Just to see them losing their so called ‘cool’ would be brilliant entertainment.

Bracknell is a teenage mothers dream, with 90% of them “*******” at Macie D’s down the bottom of the highstreet. If your into car modding there is a large branch of halfords near the run down, **** filled cinema which, like wokingham has a fist bowl!
The Bridge pub in brackers is the place to be if youve got your eyebrow pierced and drive a modded nova!

Welcome to Bracknell, just outside of London. A small, narrow-minded and utterly pointless provincial dustbin. A mass construction of ugly grubby council estates and tacky chain shops.

Watch the pathetic little ******* **** each other senseless through boredom after 11.30pm when the pubs chuck them all out. Key spots include outside The Point, at the train station or anywhere in the town centre.

An uncultured, boring and very ignorant social experiment where people don’t tend to leave, which is probably for the best. Never go there and certainly don’t live there. It’s for your own good.