I just got home from the city, and it was one of the most detestable experiences I've ever had to endure in recent years. I initially went out with the plan to purchase my family their Christmas presents today so that I wouldn't have to do it nearer to Christmas, when the shops would be busier, which i thought would be a good idea. When I entered the city center, I was absolutely disgusted by the vulgar display of putridity around me. There were old gypsies without a single word of english begging on street corners, battling for free real estate with the similarly minded homeless crackhead natives of the city. There were packs of niggers and brown rapefugees fresh off the boat, roaming around, smoking cigarettes and weed outside of shopfronts and staring at people with their inhuman, sub-65IQ charcoal black eyes. Most of the whites aged under 35 were either dressed in the globohomo wannabe-amerimutt hipster uniform (carhartt, mustaches, mullets, light wash denim, etc.) or the government housing estate special (branded black/grey/ blue matching tracksuit, faded haircut and expensive running shoes). I unfortunately had to spend a lot of time observing this fluctuating crowd of subhumans because every single one of my family members asked for items that were unavailable for in person purchase or spent half an hour responding to my texts. I only managed to get one present before giving up out of frustration and going home.
<reddit spaceThe bus ride was undoubtedly the worst part of today, however. I was pleasantly surprised with the fact that there were only about 10 people on the bus, which is highly unusual for a route that's usually quite popular. I sat around the middle of the bus, as I usually do, and nothing happened for the first 10ish minutes of the ride. That was, until 2 (or 3, I think there was a third but I wasn't looking up at the moment they were getting on the bus) "people" got on, the purest, most repulsive embodiments of the Council Housed And Violent archetype.
<preddit spaceI'm used to seeing people like this, as the bus I take goes through a few traditionally working class areas, which have their fair share of abrasive undesirables. Given that the bus was almost empty, they felt they had free reign. I saw something hit the front of my seat, but I decided to give it the benefit of the doubt and assumed it was just the product of an open window and a breeze brin
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