Can I just put it out there that I hate these cuñts. Some of them pretend not to be cuñts, some of you may even claim to have friends or family that are “alright”, but they’re not, they’re cuñts. All of them. Every single last one. When you walk into a bar abroad, when you walk down the street in Manchester, wherever you are, you know when you look at one, you look at it and think “hmmm looks a cuñt”, and you’re right.
Keep mind of when we were shit. Keep mind of the abuse, the scoffing, the laughing, the “never in my lifetime”, never ever ever let that hatred subside or be replaced. They’re all cuñts. I used to like Wam Bissaka, guess what he is? You know already, he’s a cuñt.
Let’s bend these cuñts over, lets smash these cuñts in the cuñt, lets laugh at their misery and just when you see that little lad with a uni*** winter hat on, lets break his favourite toy and tell him, it’s his dads/uncles/grandads fault.
COME ON CITY!!!!