Reading Reading Reading, where did it all go wrong. After millions of pounds of development and extensive effort the ***** still reign supreme here.
Reading Reading Reading, where did it all go wrong. After millions of pounds of development and extensive effort the ***** still reign supreme here.
It is one of the most incredible places you will ever go to as well. It is situated only 25 minutes from Central London by train however to give it a real identity the residents speak in a West Country Yokel accent. It is like stepping back to the dark ages in terms of vocablary except they have succesfully invented some cracking names for children normally ending in a ‘sha’ such as keisha, lakeisha,sukisha, dakisha etc.
In Reading you need the following qualifications…
1) To have one child who has no contact with its father.
2) Own at least on beautiful ‘gin-u-ine’ designer bag …cough cough….
3) You must hate guitar music of all variety as Reading holds the biggest Rock and Indie Festival
4) Own a tracksuit
***** have been using Reading as a meeting point for years from places as far out as Tadley, Camberley, SLough and Woodley. These ***** congrigate around knicker tables in Primark on a saturday afternoon or round maccys on weekdays. To them sophistication is a pink JD Sports bag and only posh ppl go to Footlocker.
What is wrong with the white youth of today… we’ve had Mods, Punks and New Romantics but all missed reading as the ***** have been breading here for years. When mentioning a future trip to london one evening one of my **** colleagues sounded shocked… ‘larndan? init, you get me that is bare miles to go for stella they sell it cheaper are yateseys’. Oh yes their geographical knowledge is incredible.
PLease help us out here and send the army in to wipe them out….its not looking good. Ever heard a **** with a west country accent…. its awful.
GOD SAVE THE QUEEN
