DCF Refugee Internment Camp

[Montegriffo]

Plenty of metro-sexual dandies pushing their new perfume ranges in the game of football. The rugby players who nowadays come from all classes are the alphas. The difference is rugby players choose the game because they love it. The footballers are the thickos who play for the money cos it's that or the army when they are making career choices.

[Smitty-48]

Don't bother trying to front, I know you're not a fighter, socially, you're not of that class, you're too bourgeois to be going around getting into battles in the streets, I know your type, in your little rugby sweater, standing off to the side at a safe distance, holding your pint, spectating, while the working classes get to the actual fighting.

You might wrestle someone to the ground from time to time, or try to break up a shoving match, but you're not a hard man; don't try to snow the snowman.

[Montegriffo]

Don't bother trying to front, I know you're not a fighter, socially, you're not of that class, you're too bourgeois to be going around getting into battles in the streets, I know your type, in your little rugby sweater, standing off to the side at a safe distance, holding your pint, spectating, while the working classes get to the actual fighting.

You might wrestle someone to the ground from time to time, or try to break up a shoving match, but you're not a hard man; don't try to snow the snowman.

Oh I'd never claim to be a fighter, fighting is what you do when you've lost the argument.
Jaw jaw not war war as the great man once said.

[Ex-California]

proto-SJW's

It's true. The scene is full blown aids now.

Its a double dose of AIDS and Ebola

[Fife]

Don't bother trying to front, I know you're not a fighter, socially, you're not of that class, you're too bourgeois to be going around getting into battles in the streets, I know your type, in your little rugby sweater, standing off to the side at a safe distance, holding your pint, spectating, while the working classes get to the actual fighting.

You might wrestle someone to the ground from time to time, or try to break up a shoving match, but you're not a hard man; don't try to snow the snowman.

I always heard rugby was a real toughie's game... at least that's what the limey I knew in law skool what drove a BMW, wore perfume, and smoked Benson & Hedges tolt us.

:goteam:

[Speaker to Animals]

Street fights are fun as long as you are about four shots of whiskey in the tank.

[Hwen Hoshino]

Street fights are fun as long as you are about four shots of whiskey in the tank.

And your opponent has a sense of chivalry.

[Montegriffo]

Street fights are fun as long as you are about four shots of whiskey in the tank.

And your opponent has a sense of chivalry.

Screw chivalry, bring me my longbow, I've got nobles to kill.

[Ex-California]

Street fights are fun as long as you are about four shots of whiskey in the tank.

Even better with a belly full of Red Bull and Vodka and sinuses full of cocaine

...wait....

[Montegriffo]

Talking of punk, it's 40 years since the Sex Pistols' "God save the Queen"
To mark that and the now two million strong petition to save HM from a state visit from Trump.....


God save the Queen
from the fascist tangerine
he may be a moron
potential H bomb

God save the Queen
he ain't no human being
there is no future
in MAGA's dreaming

don't be told about what you want
don't be told about what you need
there's no future
no future for you

God spare the Queen
we mean it man
we love our Queen
God saves

God spare the Queen
from a tourist with money
cos their figure head
is not what he seems

God save our history
God spare his mad parade
Oh Lord God have mercy
all crimes are paid

When he's no future, how can there be sin?
he's the flowers in the dustbin
he's the hair God and he's just obscene
he's the future, your future

God spare the Queen
we mean it man
there's no future
and the Yank's are dreaming

no future, no future
no future for you
no future, no future
no future for peace

no future, no future
no future for you
no future no future for you