The Worst Journey in the WorldAspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.
OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.
(
chthonic, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
« Go Back
Public transport = Pure evilTry avoiding, (or checking out if you are a masochist) variations of the Arriva bus, going from St Helens into Liverpool.
Filled to the brim with surly coffin dodgers by day (where the f__k do they come from? It’s as if all the North West’s old people live there, like God’s Waiting Room). And, come nightfall, ridden with the worst Chav’s probably known to mankind. SCOUSE CHAV’S.
They pile in from such sh_tholes like Huyton, to come down for fights with the “Woolybacks” from St Helens. Living in packs at the back of the buses, playing dance nonsense from their Nokia’s (what the hell is that about?). Most prevalent for Chav occurrence is the 10A.
Check these occurrences for size:
(1) Going to my GF’s gaff, a group of them are mocking some p_ssed dude. The plod move the man to the FRONT of the bus, so that me and my Girlfriend are somewhere in between the Chav’s at the back and the p_ss artist. So, they continue asking him inane questions and trying to get him to do Jackass like antics. And we couldn’t avoid Mr Blotto as he was talking utter b_ll_cks we didn’t care about and the Chav’s then mocked us. We got off two stops away from the town centre for another bus as I knew where that was going.
(2) Going to Liverpool on the bus to go the Krazyhouse with my GF’s mate in tow, that attracts attention like flies to s__t. Seeing as she is tall, goes for classic mad back combed hair a la Robert Smith look with far too much goth makeup, resembling something similar to a gothic geisha or like Black Metal “badger paint”. Hate going Krazyhouse, or Liverpool after 1900hrs anyway. I fear for my life literally. Nothing wrong with Goth’s at all, as I am a metaller (NOT lame ass Skater or Emo Jessie either. Do note). Ironically find Manchester safer going to Jilly’s. They’re a more tolerant lot out there. Work that out for size!
(3) Three or four Chav’s kicking the crap out of the drivers door because they couldn’t bunk on the bus. A nice conclusion to a shopping trip with the GF.
(4) A near fight breaking out when coming back from an Inflames gig, from Liverpool Academy. Over some stupid p___ed up nonsense. One guy saying to a mate “I buzz off this bus larrrr, therez always a fight no ‘ere at night its fukkkkkin quality ladd”. Err, no. Nothing in it for me. “Ladd”….
There are a couple of more that escape me at the moment. They will be shared with you all soon as it’s a bit late and it’s been a long day…
(, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 23:21, Reply)
« Go Back