It's the hopeless lack of ambition. The acceptance that Saturday night with a £5 takeaway and a bout of text voting
is the pinnacle of what has life to offer. The feckless idioctic pointlessness of their lives that will pass without a single blip in the greater human conciousness; some new trainers and sky sports is a good year, down the kings Arms for 5 pimnts of Stella every friday night with the same poverty striken losers trying to drink away the nagging feeling that there might be MORE to life. but why bother, when the game's on tomorrow and you can transfer your hopes and dreams onto a group of spitting, arrogant rapists chasing a ball for you like it were the answer to the meaning of life.

that and they're ugly.
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Wed 4 Jan 2012, 14:38, 3 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

I love you, man.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 4 Jan 2012, 14:38, Reply)

*bookmarks*

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Wed 4 Jan 2012, 14:39, Reply)

giving up on life and goals
isn't just for the poor.
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Wed 4 Jan 2012, 14:39, Reply)

no. they have alrady failed

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Wed 4 Jan 2012, 14:40, Reply)

I hold similar contempt
for the braindead middleclasses who live their dull lives sucked into slightly better TV and who talk of nothing but house prices and how everything is such a shame without actually doing a damn thing and the highlight of their lives is some crappy 'scandal' or a trip to Homebase to buy some more shit to fill up their houses with to make them look like catalogues and put massproduced art on the wall. Those whose aim in life is to be just like everyone else.

OK, so really I dislike a lot of people
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Wed 4 Jan 2012, 14:45, Reply)

You make considerable sense.
For a change.
( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Wed 4 Jan 2012, 14:45, Reply)