Waitrose? More like Wankrose!

Funny how the least interesting people have the loudest voices.
As I was in its neck of the woods (I went Go Outdoors to buy some trainers for my Spartan run next week. Yeah, I'm great) I thought I'd pop into Waitrose for a spot of lunch. Aren't rich people cunts! If it wasn't some posh old sod in a Pokemon hoody invading my personal space in the queue, it was some spoilt, scrawny, plum-voiced,  bellend in a bobble hat, vaping and talking absolute dross about how easy it is to build a wall to his jodhpur wearing, lady muck, mum. Every other word was either "fucking" or "literally", it was really tainting my burger, chips and pot of tea (£9.95). This guy was quite literally a fucking arsehole. I had to tell him to mind his p's and q's or I'd batter him with his fish and chips (£8.95). I asked his mum if it was her son and why she let's him speak like a little yob, we're not in Yates' Wine lodge now. They soon left.
It was a cacophony of deafening braggards. I'd definitely go again though, posh people are excellent to watch, their heads are so far up their own arses, their ears are already full of shit so they have to speak up to hear the extra shit coming out of their mouths. It's a vicious cycle!

P.s the guy in the bobble hat passed his driving theory test fourth time of asking and his mum drove a 52 plate Peugeot 206. Make of that, what you will......... TOSSERS!!!!