A Cadre of Cunts

My term for the fucksicles who roam the shit-strewn streets of Cunt London thrusting free newspaper after newspaper into our sweaty paws as we attempt to get home after a hard day's skiving.

I wouldn't mind so much but these fuckabillies seem to position themselves right in the middle of the fucking pavement, so that people have jump off the pavement and into the oncoming traffic to avoid them.

And then you get the ones that I like to call 'Newsprint rapists' - the ones who don't seem to understand that occasionally no really does mean no. These fuckers chase you down the street trying to thrust as many papers as they can into your hands. Despite the fact that your arms are folded... behind your back.

Oh for a quiet walk along Cunt London's boulevards without being accosted. One can but dream!