The Welsh. Well f*** me is all i can say. Where do i start? I know ill start at the abuse they give the English. I stand there in the pub and all i hear is " f*** the English. they shouldnt be over here. fucking send em back. come over here thinking they can tell us what to do " Now i may be a lil hard of hearing but these ppl hate the english. fair enough thats up to them i guess. but to sit there slagging us off using our native

Oh and welsh drivers. Car drivers mostly but f*** it. ill slate all of em. I know whet ill do. im welsh, ill drive at 15mph in a 30, 35 in a 50 and when that bloke behind goes to overtake ( me ) ill put me boot down so he cant get past then call the police cos hes gone into one.When said Camel driver gets to a junction with a centre box for drivers turning right he seems to think thats the highway code says manoevre,brake, turn and indicate. WELL IT FUCKING ISNT YOU PISSBAG. id like to know what you are upto before you do it. TWAT.
Push bikes? Yes mate. good idea. you ride 3 abreast with no helmet, tax,mot, insurance or licence to say you can ride a bike cos from where im sat U FUCKING CANT RIDE ONE.
Bikers. Where i am ( in the valleys ) they are actually sound riders. just the tossers on the mopeds cutting up everyone and giving it the bird thinking they can escape on they mega powerful 50cc shed. pricks.
White lines. trust me. the welsh wouldnt know what a white line is for on a road. i reckon they are more used to snorting them off bog seats in the local pub. Yes , at a junction those lines mean YOU give way. not stick your spanky new gay 3 series beemer halfway in the road and the complain when i slap your bumper ya fucking coffin dodging octagenarian.
Im going for a beer. Ill finish part two of this when ive calmed down.