I landed in Manchester airport this afternoon, and the first words I heard were a tannoy announcement 'Would the person who bought a bottle of Jade Goody perfume please...'. I can't remember the rest, as in my head the only words which made sense were '...kill yourself'.
It's going to be a long week at this rate. For the sake of England, the Queen and old maids bicycling across foggy airports drinking pots of tea please don't bother looking at the following wikipedia links.
Chav
Jade Goody
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