I live in a town on the line to Wembley so we usually get fans staying for the football. On Friday, been to lords for the cricket and stopped off at my local for a couple. Walked in and I hear the unmistakable sound of fucking scousers, like a scene out of the fast show. I would rather have vermin in the pub.
The wife and I have a couple of beers and a bite to eat and fuck off as the scousers start singing. Go back to the pub last night and ask the landlord how the scousers were late Friday and Saturday. One throws up late Friday over the new carpet (the pub was refurbished 3 months ago) and on Saturday they open windows and start stealing cushions and glasses (lots of new branded glasses). They are utter shitcunts and it’s in their DNA. Wankers can’t help themselves.
The wife and I have a couple of beers and a bite to eat and fuck off as the scousers start singing. Go back to the pub last night and ask the landlord how the scousers were late Friday and Saturday. One throws up late Friday over the new carpet (the pub was refurbished 3 months ago) and on Saturday they open windows and start stealing cushions and glasses (lots of new branded glasses). They are utter shitcunts and it’s in their DNA. Wankers can’t help themselves.