Come on out, you bunch of self-entitled leftie bed wetting blubbing mummy’s boys.
Too cold for you was it last night? Or was it that we might get beaten? Oh boo hoo.
Well guess bloody what? Some of us bloody warned you. Years ago. As far as I’m concerned, you wets and the results deserve each other.
Did you see that little boy blubbing at Wembley? Well, some of you are just the same. Big fat angry babies with yer little telephone apps moaning about everything. Jeepers. You make me sick.
Alright then, have yer moment. What’s the problem? Not enough of someone else’s money to spend. It’s so, so unfair isn’t it.
Now I’ll tell you what I really warned you about. You. Society. Stinking easy street comfy blanket club and fans. Time to grow up. The lot of you.
“Written” by MickyDidIt89