Parking meter
Sat in my car this afternoon, at the seafront, with my Mrs. We were watching the world go by when suddenly a chav family roll in to view, kids with plastic swords, scooters, everything tearing up the pavement. We were right next to a parking meter with a cover over it. Chav dad screams out, 'mind that parking meter' to chav son number 1. Inevitably he smashed right in to it with a sickening thud, it was all I could do not to piss myself right there!

After a few seconds flat on his back he staggers to his feet, Chav dad asks 'Are you ok?' He replies, 'Yes' and promptly bursts in to tears. Later that day we saw them again and chav son 1 was still being carried with a bump on his forehead
(Dr Zoidberg is going for a scuttle, Sun 24 Jan 2010, 22:32, 1 reply)

At least chavdad was making an effort.
instead of just throwing a can of Stella at him and buying him another sovereign from Argos to shut him up.
( Maffers I flow kinda strange like Spina Bifida footprints, Mon 25 Jan 2010, 0:20, closed)