Yeovil get the tit on with us....awwwwe!

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Big news breaking down there.....
I would like it placed on record that this is not my Bilton. Our headlines last week related to Peter the peacock being seen again in Bilton Lane, Bilton Gala being a great success and cyclist falling in pothole.
 
I awake to find my adopted county the object of ridicule.....all I can say is that if you think Yeovil is a backward dump full of mad sheep shaggers, you clearly haven't been to Shepton Mallet.

For the geographically aware, carrot crunching country starts south of the Mendips....everyone to the north is relatively normal.

 



I awake to find my adopted county the object of ridicule.....all I can say is that if you think Yeovil is a backward dump full of mad sheep shaggers, you clearly haven't been to Shepton Mallet.

For the geographically aware, carrot crunching country starts south of the Mendips....everyone to the north is relatively normal.

Like Fred West?
 
That's Gloucester, they make people in Mallet* look sane. Go and see for yourself


* For that is how it is named by the locals
Gloucestershire, Somerset, Devon, Cornwall, it's all the same to me. I have the same view of the west as southerners have of the North; it's all the same. Just one homogeneous mass of carrot munching worzels who are terrified to go 'up country' and worship Ian Holloway as a god.
 
Gloucestershire, Somerset, Devon, Cornwall, it's all the same to me. I have the same view of the west as southerners have of the North; it's all the same. Just one homogeneous mass of carrot munching worzels who are terrified to go 'up country' and worship Ian Holloway as a god.

Some truth in that...they are the remnants of the Celts that originally lived in Wessex after all...the accent in Falmouth (say) is not hugely different to the accent in Clevedon...it's only the Cornish that say 'up country' though my luvver.

Don't diss them too much because they gave you Saxons a good kicking at Badon Hill the last time you came looking for trouble....
 
Some truth in that...they are the remnants of the Celts that originally lived in Wessex after all...the accent in Falmouth (say) is not hugely different to the accent in Clevedon...it's only the Cornish that say 'up country' though my luvver.

Don't diss them too much because they gave you Saxons a good kicking at Badon Hill the last time you came looking for trouble....
Piss off, I'm a Viking. ;)
 
Gloucestershire, Somerset, Devon, Cornwall, it's all the same to me. I have the same view of the west as southerners have of the North; it's all the same. Just one homogeneous mass of carrot munching worzels who are terrified to go 'up country' and worship Ian Holloway as a god.

This its true. Their courtship is usually a brutal struggle in some bus-stop between a rather pitiful simpleton in a vest and some 'tits-first, not my cunt, eh?' Vicky Pollard gronk whereby even with the best will in the world and faith in evolution designing out their regressive offspring, these bastards manage to breed. And breed they do ... someone has to tend the fields and put oil in the tractor. From about Goucester to Land's End one way, and Swindon to Penzance the other, lies a huge swathe of people HG Wells used to allude lived underground and ate their own faeces. Now hell has opened and these aberrations of nature roam the earth, ending every sentence with 'inneht?' and tucking their hands into their dungaree bibs whilst staring wistfully into the distance. All day. For thousands of years, the River Thames provided a physical barrier from this congenital retardation from spreading north - just a forty mile corridor between that and the River Severn was exploited by the tribes and they only reached as far as Birmingham, which is why they are also generally regarded as a bit special these days and their accent suggests summat mother/son-shagging, when they talk. Of course, no one ventured eastward along the south coast because they though you fell off the end of the world after the big circular house made of stones.

pommpey
 
Don't worry lads, our neighbours will be along shortly telling them how we are scum and that the pigs love Yeovil and have always had a soft spot for them. Yawn.....

Ah, a pikey love in. At least I'll get my drive done.
 
This its true. Their courtship is usually a brutal struggle in some bus-stop between a rather pitiful simpleton in a vest and some 'tits-first, not my cunt, eh?' Vicky Pollard gronk whereby even with the best will in the world and faith in evolution designing out their regressive offspring, these bastards manage to breed. And breed they do ... someone has to tend the fields and put oil in the tractor. From about Goucester to Land's End one way, and Swindon to Penzance the other, lies a huge swathe of people HG Wells used to allude lived underground and ate their own faeces. Now hell has opened and these aberrations of nature roam the earth, ending every sentence with 'inneht?' and tucking their hands into their dungaree bibs whilst staring wistfully into the distance. All day. For thousands of years, the River Thames provided a physical barrier from this congenital retardation from spreading north - just a forty mile corridor between that and the River Severn was exploited by the tribes and they only reached as far as Birmingham, which is why they are also generally regarded as a bit special these days and their accent suggests summat mother/son-shagging, when they talk. Of course, no one ventured eastward along the south coast because they though you fell off the end of the world after the big circular house made of stones.

pommpey
Didn't know the pigs & dingles had got that far west!!
 



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