BMWs had their time when they were driven by cunts. Audi's are still driven by cunts particularly 23 year old cockney chavs who work in desktop support or in the post room of a city firm driving around in their £299 a month personal credit plan financed A3. you are a cunt.
But there is a new champion of cunts i have noticed recently. men who drive Vauxhall Insignias. pretty much any time i spot one, either when driving or cycling, i stay a little further away from them anticipating that they might be a cunt, and there has yet to be an occasion where they have not been.
anyone who spends nearly 20 grand on a vauxhall is bound to be a cunt, who has too much gel in his hair, wears gingham check shirts with windsor collars, slim fit trousers and brown shoes and a camel coat. brown shoes and camel coats are the uniform for cunts.
they have gym memberships but use it for the spin classes and they have oakely sunglasses. they have bluetooth sports headphones and the latest nike air ankle trainers in luminous green and orange and the latest Nike pro combat compression shirts but they have got the physique of someone whose diet consists of little else than nandos chcicken burgers and costa coffees. have you noticed that you have been going to that gym for 3 years mate and you still are bench pressing 40Kg. cunt.
they live in rented flats in new build apartments in suburbs north of london or the spray tan douchbag capital of the england, essex. your flat is on a rental finance deal so why not the car you drive and your 65inch TV and your shitty salvatore ferragamo dickhead brown shoes, eh.
they all think there are too many immigrants and they voted Brexit not realising that their jobs will be on the line since they followed their ideological and sartorial hero Farage. that is what happens when you leave school at 16 and get a job as a sales rep you mockney home counties twats. Vauxhall Insignia drivers are cunts.
But there is a new champion of cunts i have noticed recently. men who drive Vauxhall Insignias. pretty much any time i spot one, either when driving or cycling, i stay a little further away from them anticipating that they might be a cunt, and there has yet to be an occasion where they have not been.
anyone who spends nearly 20 grand on a vauxhall is bound to be a cunt, who has too much gel in his hair, wears gingham check shirts with windsor collars, slim fit trousers and brown shoes and a camel coat. brown shoes and camel coats are the uniform for cunts.
they have gym memberships but use it for the spin classes and they have oakely sunglasses. they have bluetooth sports headphones and the latest nike air ankle trainers in luminous green and orange and the latest Nike pro combat compression shirts but they have got the physique of someone whose diet consists of little else than nandos chcicken burgers and costa coffees. have you noticed that you have been going to that gym for 3 years mate and you still are bench pressing 40Kg. cunt.
they live in rented flats in new build apartments in suburbs north of london or the spray tan douchbag capital of the england, essex. your flat is on a rental finance deal so why not the car you drive and your 65inch TV and your shitty salvatore ferragamo dickhead brown shoes, eh.
they all think there are too many immigrants and they voted Brexit not realising that their jobs will be on the line since they followed their ideological and sartorial hero Farage. that is what happens when you leave school at 16 and get a job as a sales rep you mockney home counties twats. Vauxhall Insignia drivers are cunts.
