So sad I left
•The STD's the slags have
•The Seafront is GROTESQUE. It is a real scene of everything bad about life. Not been down there for years. It's garish, flashing, neon horror-lights casts a sickly sheen on the straggling great unwashed at midnight. The warm, fetid smell of excrement and hitherto un-named venereal disease wafts on the air. It is total carnage. The hot stench of death and imminent humiliation is all around. Watch out for under-evolved cretins like Si' going down to the Seafront to mate with ghastly yo-yo knickered slappers who come down to this hideous hotspot on coachtrips to get som action in the back section, so to speak. ROTTEN! That is the worst thing about Southend, I think.
(Bonzodog29 is an unemployed sponge of the worst kind, Tue 19 Aug 2014, 16:15, Reply)