The average Pommie is full of admiration for Australians and the way they defend their country from scum floating up on their pristine shores. "Good on the Aussies, they have the right idea," is what I hear daily in the U.K.
The true nature of the Pommie in today's Britain has become glaring clear, a cowardly nation of hypocrisy that couldn't fight its way out of a paper bag.
The last time this Island felt good was 80 years ago, and that's why it's so important for our Footballers to wear a Poppy on their sleeves when playing a silly game. It boosts our sense of importance, look world, we won the war, we stood alone.
Forgetting that it was the blood sweat and tears of the truly great people of the Commonwealth nations that saved this little pompous blob next to Europe. Oh you won't hear about their sacrifice, "We did it alone"
Essentially, since the the conclusion of the 1914-18 conflict, the English have always been low class lumpen dross acting as fodder for their betters and could only ever win wars against vastly inferior opponents usually only armed with a stick of celery and a bare cock. Really, the British Army has for the past 80 years been pretty well third rate and incapable of winning any significant conflict by itself - it was the American/Russian intervention that destroyed Hitler and since then the English have been trading off their pitiful fantasies that they are not now redundant in the world in the scheme of things.
Poor old Wasabi. No past anymore, no present and a miserable future. Useless, boring, talentless, ill-informed, uneducated and quite, quite stupid. He really could pass muster as an honorary Antipodean.
Har, har.
I expect he wears his poppy up his arse in bed.
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