Nope, i was also winding matt up, but forgot he was likely still reading this. Actually right now you guys are making me want to go to Aberdeen again (this was a wannagoto Edinburgh day for me). Where did i put the sticky tongue? I've been trying to figure that one out since they changed the site, i'll be delighted if iv got it! And this thread is moving too fast, wouldn't it be easier if it were moved into one big Msn convo?correctomondo said:have you really declined aberdeen frh? or am i really too gullible for my own good. and how did you get the sticky out tongue smiley - as you can see from the post above my attempt failed.
If you are ever driving down the A12 and you hear on the radio that there is congestion prior to the M25 junction, you may choose to divert off the A12 at the previous junction and unknowingly find yourself in the Monaco of the Chavs. This 'pricipallity' houses the royal family of the Chavs and the chav elite. Most Chavs dream of owning a mansion in this corner of Essex and those who have stolen enough to do so, have adourned the outside of their over extended 3 bed semis with bootiful block paved driveways (preferably with his and hers Initials) and fantanstic rendered dropped walls with gold tipped black railings and electric gates (again with his or hers initial or housename i.e Dunroamin', Checkmate, South Fork, Tara etc etc). Security is a big priority for the Chav Elite cos being dodgy they have loads of geezers after them, so two concrete golden eagles stand guard either side of the gates in order to scare off any fellow chavs who dare think of comming in to nick anything or blow them away with a shooter. The insides are donned with wall to wall fluer-de-lys and laminate flooring is a must. Brown leather sofas are popular along with anything else that they buy for their palaces at the Chavs John Lewis' (IKEA to you and me). Princess Chav drives either a Peugeot 206 CC or Ford Street Ka in order to get her to Bluewater(Considered better than Lakeside by the Chav Elite cos its abroad) and back or the local solarium. Prince Chav drives a chelsea tractor (4 x 4 that has never left the road) to take him dog racing or the municipal golf course. When you drive thru the town centre itself take your time to admire the many Chav drinking establishments in which 5ft balding prince chav can take his 14 stone princess and show off to the masses his council tartan and her LV cap and bag which matches their sofa. They also go out for slap up two for a fiver meals in these drinking establishment prior to the Kebab, McD's and fight (with each other) on the way home. Brentwood is the apitamany of Chavs with Cash, If its a deal, knocked off or of an unknown source then its SOLD!. They also pop over to North Weald Sunday market to pick up more chav patterned clothing or sports clothes. To conclude, your better off staying on the A12 in the heavy traffic in order to avoid this chavsville!
Note: Great description of Essex chavs with cash!