My 2 favourite hated

#1

Ok ,so for those of you who don't know me let me tell you. I am 1 of two brothers brought up by a single parent mother ( sorry with help from my amazing grandmother - mamma) in a pit village in South Yorkshire. In BENTLEY there was an infestation of a group that i used to call GYPO'S. The gypo's were mainly pretty ok. I went to school with a family of them who lived a stones throw away. For this story i shall refer to them as the SMITHS!!!!!.
Now the smiths consisted of Brenda ( the mum) , can't remeber dads' name, Paul ( a year younger than britblogger), Marion ( 2 yrs older than me and as hard as fuck) and the twins ( my age) Philip and Tony). Now whenever any physical confrontation occured then i am afraid to say that the individual was not allowed to fight his or hers' own battles. It was at best a free for fucking all. These individuals were about as hard as wet fucking snow but because of that they stuck into anyone no matter what, AS A FUCKING FAMILY I KID YOU NOT!!!
So family is good i hear you say , ok it is but why not let your brother or sister fight their own battles. FUCKING PUSSIES!!!. I can go on and on and on and on about gypo's as Doncaster was once the Gypo capital of Britain.

I hate Gypo's.

#2

I was 17 at the time and me and my friends had just been to our local , The Good Companions.
We had got tanked up and were on a mission to the mecca of nightlife. TOWN. I had had a few ales and could put quite a bit away then ( stop sniggering David). We were on our way to the nightclub on Silver Street ( can i hell remember the name of it then, maybe The Ritzy) when we were walking past The Danum Hotel. I somehow managed to almost swallow my cigarette and basically coughed my guts up. Unbeknowing to me there was aPolice riot Van only a few yards away. I coughed and spluttered but continued my 20 Mtr walk from the Danum to The Ritzy.
We queued up dying to get in cos it was freezing outside when all of a sudden a Police Van screeched to a halt right outside the queue. One of the occupents jumped out his side like his life was depending on it and suddenly came at me!! . What the fuck!!! He grabbed me and i shit you not , by the throat and physically dragged me to the back of the Van. He asked me if i thought i was hard cos i had made pig type noises when i walked past " his motor"!!!

I told him these words which will live with me forever, " i have done nowt wrong so leave me alone". Not horrible to live with but if i had my strength now then this is how it would've gone. " Get your filthy fucking trotting nazi hands off me you scummy facist racist pig c**t".
He proceeded to tighten his more strong grip and threw me to the kerbs edge. My mates deserted me, the bouncer told me to " fuck off". I went home pissed off as fuck.

I now hate Gypo's and Pigs. sorry i'll rephrase that for you Porky and Babe. I HATE COPPERS.

Now i have just come to learn that a person i know was shot at by a Gypo. The Police came and did absolutely FUCKING NOWT except shit their fucking Alan Whickers. I hate Gypos' for being a menace to society. But i hate the Scum even more for letting them.

Anyhoo todays' been a good day, I've been decorating. Faye's tummy is bigger and i still can't wait.

Mam i have just realised that you never knew about that. Sorry i never told you or Bruce but i had to deal with it myself. I felt pretty ashamed even though i did nothing wrong. Now you know why i curse them.

Sorry.