hell yeah we are innit
*looks out into space* *flicks off a single tear running down my cheek* *mourns by a fresh baguette*
dont look so gutted bruv *wacks you in the face with the baguette*
*eats the baguette faster than you can wack with my super-French skills* hahahahhaha ze victeury iz mine
nah bruv i aint givin in *throws tea at you*
*channels my inner revolutionary ancestors’ sprits to guillotine you* VIVE LA FRANCE B*TCHES
(except our politicians, they suck, boo them.)
ARE YOU BONKERS DONT GUILOTINE ME MATE
I apologise publicly for my overreaction and letting my inner theatre kid get ahead of me 😔 I hope you will be able to forgive me so we can have the ultimate tea party and talk about the meaning of life 😔
apology accepted fancy a cuppa tea innit
hell yeah we are innit
*looks out into space* *flicks off a single tear running down my cheek* *mourns by a fresh baguette*
dont look so gutted bruv *wacks you in the face with the baguette*
*eats the baguette faster than you can wack with my super-French skills* hahahahhaha ze victeury iz mine
nah bruv i aint givin in *throws tea at you*
*channels my inner revolutionary ancestors’ sprits to guillotine you* VIVE LA FRANCE B*TCHES
(except our politicians, they suck, boo them.)
ARE YOU BONKERS DONT GUILOTINE ME MATE
hell yeah we are innit
*looks out into space* *flicks off a single tear running down my cheek* *mourns by a fresh baguette*
dont look so gutted bruv *wacks you in the face with the baguette*
*eats the baguette faster than you can wack with my super-French skills* hahahahhaha ze victeury iz mine
nah bruv i aint givin in *throws tea at you*
🇫🇷 will our two countries ever live in harmony? will the French and British ever put a stop to all the hate? will the British ever learn to cook something tHAT DOES NOT LOOK LIKE IT HAS BEEN DIGESTED BY A RADIOACTIVE SALAMANDER AND THEN PROMPTLY VOMITED BACK OUT??? we will never know 😔
~just kidding btw hash browns are delicious
alright bruv our food is banging innit at least we dont eat bloody snails mate/lh
Oi, mate, I was knackered after legging it down the high street ‘cause some geezer nicked me brolly. and it was chucking it down and a bit nippy, so I had me jumper on but like a proper muppet, I forgot me brolly. Legged it into the corner shop sharpish so I didn’t get drenched, grabbed a new brolly, and the bloke behind the till absolutely mugged me off—cost a bloody fortune! Then I bumped into my mate Gaz, who was looking proper dodgy in his trackie, chatting bare waffle about some bird he fancied. I told him to stop faffing about and crack on, but he just gave me the right mardy look. so that was my day
oi bruv that sounds bloody bad innit mate the weather been shite lately bruv