Comments to 3.30.06

Nick Gunzburg said...

Dear Chav Brittan,

What the hell are you?! You dress in your Burberry pladness and golden cressed madness, but what are you? You hate baseball but you wear the cap of a yankee, your underclass but bath your self in shiney metalic garments. Chavs, Hoodies, Neds, Townies, Kevs, Charvers, Steeks, Spides, Bazzas, Yarcos, Ratboys, Kappa Slappers, Skangers, Scutters, Janners, Stigs, Scallies, Hood Rats, whatever you want to be called, you will never achieve the status you aim for cause your trainers are just to white for this world. Get out of my way as a walk past the homeless music man in the town centre, for i have no title and am far superior.

Culturally bewildered,
- A Cross Long Coat Wearer

TrixieBelden said...

Dear Crazy Pants,

You make me feel like I should apologize but oh wait, I didn't do anything. You act like such a god damn girl. I need a relationship in which I can be the girl. Thank goodness for Starbucks dates.

Not in love, or like, or affection with you,
- Lovely, Anonymous Person