Southern fecking fairies, I'm sick to death of every southerner bragging they know this gangster, my sister has shagged that gangster, apart from a handful of lads I've met, you southern muppets do my head right in, I would go back up north, but then who is gonna put up the proper scaffolds in this town they call London, Because you lot couldn't scaffold a Wendy house.
It's crap, but you choose to live there....