The state of that, half them dont know there left from right,
looks like line dancing from an old people's home outing at Xmas in Blackpool, "go on are Vera and Billy give us a twirl ,"
probably smells like it as well.
A slight aroma Nivea and piss mixed with fish and hemeroid ointment topped of with carlsberg lager breathe and farts galore.
Imagine a kopite from the 60's or 70's actually watching that they would hang there heads in shame.
From now on,
I am using that phycology thing they used to say when you go to an interview imagine them naked.
Well from now on when a RS starts spouting ,(you just know the will) I am going to imagine them doing the arne bounce , just smile and say OK.
I actually feel a bit sly taking the piss out of them they are that far gone.
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