So I were on the tube today, on the way to Ealing Broadway and there were two freshies sitting in front of me.
I was reading away (Modern History of Britain is sexcellent I tells thee) and listening to the old iPod and I had to answer the phone, I noticed that the two freshies were talking about me in Punjabi, thinking I wouldn't understand, I let them carry on doing so.
The train terminated and we were getting off it and one of them decided to grab my bum, what a wanker. I told him there and then in Punjabi that I understood every single word they said about me and that if they wanted to stay in this country on their expired student visas (they said something about this themselves, I'm not assuming..though most of the time the assumption tis true) they should get a move on because I could quite easily phone to police and get them deported, heh..I have never seen people move so fast.
Why do people make such judgments of you, just because you're brown and you live in England, doesn't mean you don't understand your mum's mother tongue, bunch of wankers. This is why I hate freshies, they come over to MY country (heh) and perv on the girls instead of trying to better themselves, no wonder the white folk can't stand them, if they cause their own fellow brownies this much offence, tis no wonder the *** are gaining power. Which reminds me, tis quite ironic how the *** can only manage a seat in *******..dickheads.
I'm in quite a sweary mood today, must be the aloneness, oh woe is me!
Yeah, I changed a few letters due to my blog attracting unwanted attention.
2 comments:
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