Affluent white kids purporting to be of black ghetto stock.
Pastier than the Pilsbury dough-boy and talking patois. "Ya know wha' I mean, bro, innit?"
Listening to Gangsta Rap and throwing complicated hand gestures at the other white residents in yo 'hood whilst wearing a baseball cap incorrectly and a hooded top that your Mum bought for you.
Pretending to like Ice T and secretly listening to Katy Perry.
Lurking around outside McDonalds with some other nice white middle class boys dressed as Crips desperately wishing to impress equally nice middle class white girls dressed as prostitutes.
Pissing away the most crucial, formative years of your life in your all-out quest to appear dangerous and non-conformist, just like all those other dangerous, non-conformists sitting around you eating their McBurgers and dropping the wrappers to show their dangerous, non-conformist attitude.
Dreaming of the day your parents will buy you that Vauxhall Corsa so that you can add a huge stereo to play with the windows wound down, a ridiculous skirting and body-kit, and the undersill neon strip-lighting which will let you pretend you're Vin Diesel as you hit the redline at forty-seven miles an hour down the Purley Way.
You are the future of this nation and I despise you all.
Love and that appalling kind of music
Jc
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About Me
- JC Cannings
- A cynical but ultimately optimistic failed wannabe stand up comedian with a face only a fist could love, Josh is spreading his seed of hate onto the streets of Lancaster whilst 'studying' Creative Writing and English, dodging taxi fares and trying his hardest not to push his shitcom of a life onto too many people. Bonza. He has OCD and Manic Depression, which is fun, then it isn't, then it is again. This shall be mentioned every so often. Beware. He loves psychobilly, Britpop, Radiohead and talking in the third person.
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