Saturday, 10 April 2010

You know you're back home when...

You get to Stourbridge Junction and have drunken chavs on both sides of the track, shouting to each other, grabbing their crotches and pretending to throw one another off the platform.

Someone presses their face right up against the side of the train, trying to look inside.

A chav comes on the train with a can in one hand and a fag in the other to shout to his friends the other side of the track through the window.

You get off the train and the first thing you see as you leave the station doors are two big piles of sick.

How I love to be home.

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