First of all, someone already said that it originates from chatham in kent. I myself have the diespleasure of living in Chatham, so i know wat i'm talking about. Dumb. thats what a chav is. a dumb stupid sheep who follws the fashion sense of a drunk because his crack-dealing dad and his prozzie mum can afford the bling and the burberry. for some reason they think they should be worshipped as gods due to their dangerously angled hats. can be referred to as "scallies" "kevs" and sometimes "townies".
Clean up britain. Kill a chav today.
+ I iz not a chav mate, innit?
+ i'm not your mate
Chavs are cunts! It has to be said once and for all. They are the lowest scummiest form of life and Britain would be a better, less crime filled place without them. Also anyone who they see who isn't a chav is a grunger! That is fucking ridiculous!!!
I have long hair and i am a keen guitar player. That makes me a grunger according to chavs. Oh yeh, i also have been told i have a mullet, afro, i'm a hippi and i'm in the hair bear bunch...
Complete bunch of wankers!!!
Chav = Council House And Violent
Sheesh, what's with all the chavs?
Let's just simply say... the biggest gang of twat-faced douchebags you are ever likely to meet.
They think burberry is "da bomb"...
...newsflash... it just isn't.
Also see Chavettes
aka. just a bunch of fugly orange-faced spoonheads who are likely to:
*get on your fucking nerves!
*flunk their grades
*think that vanilla ice is "cool"
*use the word "fuckin'" in every sentance
*have huge egos
*play their crappy music from their cellphones... they
usually do this on the back of a bus... they think it actually sounds good
*they think that referring to the fake, gold, "make your neck turn green" crap they wear around their neck as "bling" makes them sound good
*mouth off at you for no apparent reason in a language normal people cannot define
*spit all over the damn pavement so it gets on your shoes
*spit on you from a higher place (lets say... a balcony)
*just fucking spit everywhere
Example of chavs language: aint seen ya in fuckin' time, where ya fuckin' bin, fuckin' this, fuckin' that.
*DO NOT BECOME ONE
*JUST DON'T LISTEN TO THEM... EVEN IF YOU DO THINK YOU UNDERSTAND THEM... TRUST ME... YOU DON'T
The lowest common denomenator of English society, equivalent to white trash
for Americans although with many differences.
The word originates from the embittered attitude of people like myself from being perpetually asked "what yu lookin at?" by an individual dressed up like a cross between a gimp, JJB sports and 50 cent.
Chavs are renowned for their aggressive behaviour, amusing use of the english language, original sense of style and behaviour to society as a whole.
Chavs emerse themselves in a perverted form of a sub-culture: their main music tastes are in drum'n'bass and crap rap. The "female" chavs or Chavettes or Shaza's enjoy r'n'b. They have no apparant interest in literature (lol). In my view their most definitive and humorous attribute is their "use" of the English language, their favourite terms include, "brethren", "rude" and "brrap" (only for the hardcore Chav).
The term "chav" is the commercially utilised form of a notion that has been bouncing around England for years, the specific term being dependant upon location. Popular synonyms include: Pikies, Hood Rats, Kevs, Townies, Neds and many others. The universality of the term if useful in uniting this observation but regrettably depersonalises the word, and also has allowed those whose lives are unaffected by Chavs to pollute and alter the meaning of the term. Because of this it seems inevitable that the term will die out and become a trite cliche.
The Chav is a rare breed of imbecile who communicate to each other through incomprehensible grunts.
They can usually only be fully understood by other Chav's and will rarely acknowledge anybody in a friendly manner out of their own 'crew' with anything other than a firm nod and the occasional "rate" as if to ask the recipient if they are "alright today".
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Insist on wearing giant hoop earrings of a colossal size made out of some cheap gold equivalent that turns their skin green.
Their necks accommodate the dreaded "Sovereign" necklace with an engraved picture of someone that they actually know nothing about.
They like to wear velvet tracksuits consisting of pastel shades usually with some kind of untrue motif on the back stating something like "Princess Forever".
They have not done their make up correctly unless their face is a ghastly shade of orange which makes them look like they've been spawned by two Umpa-Lumpa's from Mr Wonka's chocolate factory.
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Their hair is usually one of three styles:
1/. Scraped back into a ridiculously tight pony tail and secured with 10 thousand scrunchies.
that went out with the Spice Girls. They then finish the common female 'Charver Barnett' by using 5 cans of cheap sticky hair spray to turn their fringes into a rock.
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2/. They sometimes claim to have gone to Tony & Guy for a hair cut even though everyone around them knows that they are a crappy liar because of 2 things:
a/. Their Dole money won't cover a hair cut in that place unless their kids are fed on 9 pence baked beans out of the tin.. AGAIN.
b/. Their hair looks like they used the bathroom bleach on it religiously everyday for the past year. It resembles the straw from Farmer Briggs field that they walk past on their way to th...
chavs are people who wear trackies and named clothes,and the girls wear big fake gold earings they all have an attitude problem and need to have a good punch round their faces
omg i fuking hate them cause there not like me cause i think im so good wwhen really im a bag of sh**