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I'm the only English thing they can vent their anger on.
I have a really high tolerance level for twits. I really do.
Square go then smart cunt!
For Whom the Snob Trolls
After 'Big Brother,' people came up to me in the street shouting, 'You woz robbed!'
The problem with Yanks is they are wimps.
People who live on their own do tend to witter. We live without restraint, verbal at any rate.' Nigel
Sheffield United are attacking their own fans.
an unlovely gaggle of contrary old codgers".
Stupid British men, dropping women and seducing them in gardens.
Whe can't escape who we are
We have to get out of here, Bram. Before they take our bollocks and use them for pincushions.
I'm just a foul-mouthed Brit.
The English are such a frightened, nervous, insecure group of people - they no longer rule the world!
Ben," Max said, leaning back in his chair with a giant grin. "It's finally happened."
I groaned, resting my head on my hand.
"You got your period?" Bennett asked. "Congratulations."
"No, you twat," Max said, laughing. "I'm talking about Will. He's gone arse over tits for a girl.
The English are, I think the most obtuse and barbarous people in the world
We'll do it,' said Will Scott comfortably, shouting over the tumult. 'If it's no more than an hour, we'll do it.'
'Christ, I believe you're sorry, you flaming maniac,' said Lymond. 'Don't I keep telling you that this is bloody childishness, and don't you keep agreeing?
Anglo Saxons: To blame for everything.
Settle your feathers, crusty britches. We
This is Manchester, we do things differently here
Men aren't called pricks, but women are called cunts.
Christ, what a sad collection of losers, mm?'
'Too much time on their hands, mate. Leads to poetry.
The British are so funny.
Great, thought Jack. I'm on marathon walk to London, likely to be ambushed by diseased nutters at any moment and I'm stuck with a load of idiots who sound like they've escaped from the set of In the Night Garden.
Once upon a time the English knew who they were.
Nincompoops. (Quincy,
We [England] have become all Billy Big Time and become too big for our boots, and yet we have got nothing to shout about
misbegotten cockwaffle.
How could they do it, how could they?'
'I don't know, but they did it.They've done it before and they did it tonight and they'll do it again and when they do - seems that only children weep
they can't speak proper English,
I'm disappearing from twitter for a while. Need a break from the bile. Local prejudice just seems to bring out the worst in some people.
Exactly what they-- Peter James
The flannelled fools at the wicket or the mudied oafs at the goals ...
Some British actors are snobby about telly, and I don't understand that.
The Brits are ghastly. I never would accept a Brit. It would be like Laurence Olivier being happy getting a TV Times award.
Apologies are totally inadequate,' shouted Uncle Wattleberry. 'Nothing short of felling you to the earth with an umbrella could possibly atone for the outrage. You are a danger to the whisker-growing public. You have knocked my hat off, pulled my whiskers, and tried to remove my nose.
I knew we'd wear them down,' Eve said. 'After all, we really are amazingly cool.' And now it was Eve's turn for the high five with Shane. 'For a bunch of misfit geeks, slackers, and losers.'
'Which one are you?' Shane asked. She flipped him off. 'Oh, right. Loser. Thanks for reminding me.
New Zealanders can be a little hostile.
There are a lot of wankers, and a lot of people who think they are really hardcore and cool but they're not.
We are young, beautiful scum pissed off with the world.
The Invitation, To Tom Highes What we can we will be, Honest Englishmen. Do the work that's nearest, Though it's dull at whiles, Helping, when we meet them, Lame dogs over stiles.
I knew I had arrived when taxi drivers would say, 'You're that twit on the Billy Cotton Show, aren't you?'
This is exactly what They expect you to do," Momma says.
They with a capital T.
There's Them and then there's Us.
Sometimes They look like Us and don't recognize They are Us.
Give loosers leave to talke.
No matter how much money you have or what kind of cocoon you live in, the reality is that you have lost a game of football and let England's fans down. We are bothered.
People in England are so bloody nosy.
A charming arsehole, isn't that what they're called?
God bless my soul, woman, the more personal you are the better! This is a story of human beings - not dummies! Be personal - be prejudiced - be catty - be anything you please! Write the thing your own way. We can always prune out the bits that are libellous afterwards!
The masses are asses.
Blessed are the dumbfucks.
Morons, you can't do much with them, but it gives you a feeling that you're better than you really are.
We are a race of tit-men...
My mum's from Yorkshire and my parents aren't snotty or posh - they're very hard workers, both of them.
I definitely am a Twihard!
I phoned the local ramblers club today and this bloke just went on and on.
I'm not accepting of whiners.
Just us fancy wise-men trying to take on the world.
Optimists - people who believe in Britain, who believe in democracy - they're the people I believe who will vote for us to leave and take back control.
When they used to come to Tottenham we'd play Who's Gonna Drive You Home? Just to wind them up.
Despite my involvement in difficult and sometimes controversial questions I have received consistent support from the people of Ashfield. They have recognised that it is necessary to take difficult decisions, that newspapers do not always report fairly or accurately.
Are they donating money to the programme?"
"No." I let that rattle around their heads for a minute. "Apparently I'm royalty." You could've heard a pin drop because I was pretty sure they had both stopped breathing. "Go figure, right?
Before, I said that they were maybe the best supporters in England. Now maybe they are the best supporters in Europe.
ah've been on t'dole all mi life in fucking Leeds!
Bollocks to the rules!
I'm an Englishman. What more can I say?
They're us!They've repopulated the world, and now they've achieved the same state of idiocy they were in before, ready to blow themselves up all over again. Great, isn't it? That's the human race!
Look at me, Kate."
She raised her eyes to his.
"What do you see?"
She thought for a moment. "You've got a spot."
Charlie gave a snort of laughter. "You're not supposed to tell the fifth-sexiest man in UK, he's got a spot."
"Who voted? Senior citizens?
The lads really ran their socks into the ground.
The Scots are subsidy junkies whingeing like a trampled bagpipe as they wait for their next fix of English taxpayers' money.
Can we all just stop being dicks?!
People are sheep, Ringil raged. Moronic fucking sheep.
The days are numbered for those bums over in England."
German Tank commander
Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough!
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow.
Swarm over, Death!
I'm an Englishman, after all,
And Watford acknowledge the support of the crowd, indeed of the crowd that supported them
You've got a bit of a temper, don't you?
They put up this bloke's picture on Crimewatch UK with a phone number and said 'Have you seen this man?' Well my auntie rang them up and said 'No'.
What is the world coming to when you get a red card and get fined two weeks' wages for calling a grown man a wanker?
People think I'm a miserable sod but it's only because I get asked such bloody miserable questions.
It was you and me, Tom. We did this to them. To us.
The British people are good all through. You can test them as you would put a bucket into the sea and always find it salt.
They were kind when it occurred to them,
Half-sloshed mums're rolling their eyes at sun-pinked dads burning bangers on barbecues.
1. People who are
I understand the intensity of the supporters. I wonder how they could turn up for work on Monday morning after we lost 5-1 to Manchester City.
They sound funny, and he realizes that these guys are not guys nor fellas. They are blokes. Chaps. Mates. They are Brits.
That sounds dangerous,'said Jean.
'For anyone else, maybe.For Gentlemen Bastards,we,it;s just what we do.'
'We?'
'We.
Cunt again? It was odd how men like Suggs used that word to demean women when it was the only part of a woman they valued.
The trouble with disagreeable people, Tibbs, is that the majority of them seem to be either one's direct relations or part of one's daily job. Present company excluded, of course" -Inspector Percival Pensive
The English have a heavy hearted way of amusing themselves.
a bunch of granola eaters who hate George Bush.
I like the British public. There is something in this country called tall poppy syndrome. You're good but you're not that good, pal, OK? The natural state of our nation is slightly miserable, and probably the healthier for it. In America you don't get a key down the side of your Bentley ...
England is a nation of shopkeepers.
The unfortunate thing is that I live next door to the pub they all drink in. So if I leave my light on and they know I'm in, they all descend on me. I know it's nice, but it's a bit of a bummer if you're trying to watch EastEnders.
Twitter, twatter, fudder, motherfucker, I don't care what it's called.
You're just a silly little Whitehall twit: you don't trust me and I don't trust you.
The 2 million people who work in the NHS and social care are also themselves patients and users. I know they all want to treat patients and users the way they and their families would want to be treated and that is the purpose of our reforms.
Arseholes who are expert at making something out of nothing [ ... ] appeared equally capable of making nothing out of something
I don't mean to be rude' I said, 'but what are you people?'
'We're peculiar,' he replied, sounding a bit puzzled. 'Aren't you?;
'I don't know. I don't think so'
'That's a shame.
No people in the world can make you feel so small as the English.