Scorching hot here (by Thanet on Ice standards), we've finally broken the 20C barrier, first time since last Sunday
The chavs don't know what to do with themselves - it's too hot to run....from the shopkeepers/old ladies who's handbags have been snatched.
Their single can of Tennant's, that they've been cluthing in one hand while being pulled along by the pit bull in the other, is too warm to have more than the half they can normally manage in a morning without throwing up.
Dodgy Del the dopey Druggy, has fallen asleep in the morning 'heat' (and his own piss), so there's no one nearby to score from.
On top of that, Toni the tubby tattooist's ink has run, meaning the chavettes can't get their eyeballs tattooed as planned.
Hoodies have got so warm, they've taken to given the straw inside their heads a cooling by moving the hood back a few inches - not so far as to not be a bruv in the hood tho still innit.
They can't even all go and **** up the beach...it's too crowded with Easter Europeans.
Other than that, it's rather peasant....I mean pleasant round here...
Originally Posted by: Jive Buddy