| 1. | bang da b-lines | ||
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a festival, but also fun to say.
good insult "god your hairs a mess"
"shut up, go bang da b-lines agen" "karl ere 2k8 banging da b-lines" |
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| 2. | Chav | ||
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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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Females Chavs: 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. - - - - - 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. - - - - - 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... |
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| 3. | Chav | ||
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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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Females Chavs: 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. - - - - - 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. - - - - - 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... |
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