The English are mean scumbags.
And such were all history. At first they were a Roman colony, then, as usual, the guest workers from Holland, Denmark, Scandinavia, and in General any Euro-bastards came running. And arranged independence.
Put themselves, kings had a fight with the Scots and the Irish about Robin Hood, and long-long misbehaved. It was customary for kings to hang and cut their heads – because at their salary to pay them an old – age pension-there was a pure death for the budget. So if you had to re-elect someone-just soaked.

They also loved to change their religion – not in the form of some special ideas but in the form of different political profits.

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They are generally very committed to the traditions – for example, always drink tea and cookies at 17.00 London time. To drink something they really love whiskey and beer but drink tea out of stubbornness. Ladies and gentlemen, yep.
In addition, the kings adored, and now I love to arrange all sorts of sexual ugliness, for example, one of the Queen had three Boobs. And what she did with her tongue-in General, the mind is incomprehensible. For this, of course, we respect them terribly.

This is a tradition of steady whoring with anyone supported and now-the main content of articles in the British press – is just devoted to the analysis of erotic flights of the entire Royal brood.
You betcha. Princess fucking and not just so, and with some Arabs (though Diana as a result of this had to kill – because you have to think not the pussy, and head – to who remove panties and Prince-like change in the Nazis and throwing ridge out of the coach window, and to marry some scammers. One disorder, in short.

Even the Royal family is famous for its passion for trinkets – when unfinished comrade Yankel Yurovsky family members of the Russian Emperor came to England to escape – the Queen took a damn cloud of family Romanov diamonds, such as the preservation.
And brazenly healed. This is serious. Purely simply squeezed out, and all. And at night, in Buckingham Palace, stripped naked, hung with Russian folk diamonds and sapphires, and dancing a jig-salsa (rare rock-n-roll) in front of the mirror, the court, and the dog Bug.

The English kings raised piracy to the rank of the best state achievement – as rightly judged that let scumbags plunder someone else in the sea, but not their fellow citizens. And for that, the pirates gave nobility, and all the rest were given cities in the other countries, Islands, and territories. Previously, England had many colonies – but then almost everywhere Anglicana threw out into the cold at all. Also, English gentlemen loved to sell opium to cross-eyed Chinese – and made a good fortune on it, but the Chinese overcame.

As a result of this struggle against colonialism – the British remained at their peak interests, surrounded by North sea cod and on the nostrils in beer and without anything.
In profit only some obscure semi-sub-colonies-like colonies, but like very independent – Australia, Canada, and New Zealand.
As a result of this fight against colonialism – the British remained at their peak interests, surrounded by North sea cod and the nostrils in beer and without anything.

Knowing Queen’s cool temper, they prefer not to shit loudly with her on Facebook et al, and to back off the quiet – but and today the formal head of all these non-small-countries considered to be the Queen of England. However, all to spit on it. But America did not care-well, they gave the British a goat’s face, and broke free, after drinking tea in Boston.
English women – terrible, pale, fat and all in pimples. But it does not matter, because for sex they are not intended, only for all sorts of ugliness, such as BDSM and all that. For the casual sex thing, even the British prefer to come in large numbers from everywhere whores. “even the few Englishmen who, by an unfortunate oversight, did not become fags.

In England, a lot of Russian and other foreign oligarchs – because the Queen of England loves them terribly for their loot but still does not consider people – although not give the governments of those countries that these oligarchs gloriously plundered. Piracy is indeed a good and respected tradition.

TV in Britain is paid – i.e. just the owner of the shit-box has to pay the government for his tax. Which, at least, is strange, because it’s not wise to pay for what you shit in your head. However, not only do the British pay themselves, but they also knock on the neighbors who see TV for free.
In England, there is a big Ben (not what you think), the tower of London, the Queen, the Parliament (what is busy – it is not clear) English, a huge number of Muslims of different degrees of blackness, and schools for boys.
In schools for boys, where British parents send children for a permanent residence, wide full homosexuality – traditional, forced, and terribly dull. Therefore, by themselves, the British almost stopped breeding.

Higher education is represented by about a hundred thousand universities – of which three are normal. But they’re all homosexuals too. And until, of Hogwarts – not there is.
Given the scary women and a huge number of homosexual – it is obvious that in Britain, the thriving trendy shops and boutiques develop decadent capitalist music and club movement on the pills. The decadence of the music is expressed in the fact that elderly uncles and aunts with multimillion States continue to depict for decades on the stage disappointed in the life of 13-year-old cellulite teenagers. People guzzling.

Purely politically – Britain loves to arrange muck, cheats, and pranks all countries that are “not England”.
It is Britain, in fact, thanks to its tricks – is responsible for two world wars, And Ukrainian independence – in fact, it is Ukrainian independence and invented, and performed by the hands of dull poles.
What here with these profits – we do not yet know.

Maybe it was revenge for the fact that some Russian three hundred years ago fucked one Princess. For a gloomy English genius – that’s enough. It is known that Ivan the terrible really very surprised from his coolness, almost like Vladimir Putin, and tried to marry an English Princess. I did not succeed.
Before the British were good literature – Shakespeare (do not know who, but plays great), and Dickens (in principle, a good opposition blogger). More than anything, Britain has not produced, and the current novels exclusively all about the ass. In an extreme case, about two Asses.

Also before the English had science. It was good scientists, Newton, for example, or Darwin (although Darwin, of course, was not a scientist, but rather a talented falsifier and dreamer).
There was this guy Fleming (not the one who wrote books about James Bond, and the other, normal) – in an attempt to sell someone the old moldy cheese from his refrigerator-invented penicillin. But that’s all in the past. Now they were alone “British Scientists” at that crap in all sorts of Newspapers and became a brand by themselves as the reference generators of the stuff.

And, of course, Stephen Hawking, who also carries unimaginable shit, but so abstruse that rolls for real science, not trolling, what is actually. Basically, he is respected for being so sick all of himself, and cool.
In the British museums of good paintings with naked women is extremely small, because their artists almost do not know how and never knew how to draw, and buy paintings by foreign artists, the British were ashamed. And if someone wanted to draw naked women, as Gauguin – then ran from England to the tropical Islands, and there drew what he wanted – Tits, pussy, and all other pleasures.

The British – terrible snobs and nationalists – quite sincerely consider themselves – gentlemen and lords, and all the rest-cattle and shit. It is kinda confusing because they are exactly the same trash, only Ponte and good homosexual parenting. So when you look at some polished British politician or Minister – keep in mind that in his tender youth he was one hundred percent used by high school students as a girl. And then, as he got older, he did the same thing to the little ones. Just imagine it, and you will understand all British insidiousness and political complexes.

The British in terms of drinks are not very inventive-drink Irish and Scottish whiskey, and about half a billion Beers. Whiskey-moonshine of all kinds and from everything, up to stools and shit, and beer, which they proudly call “hello” – can also be cooked from anything and have any taste, up to cranberry jam with shit.
There is also gin-the the same moonshine, only with the addition of spruce resinous sawdust, and tastes like furniture Polish. So it, by the way, and use experienced Housewives.

In England, there were always a lot of loafers – who, for the sake of maintaining their decrepit garden in an elastic form – have invented various sports, all their tennis, cricket, Rugby, and, of course, football. In a sense, in all the homosexual schools-these classes were replaced by dancing and any other officially permitted erotica.
If an Englishman does not eat fried fish on the newspaper and does not drink three liters of beer daily – he is not quite an Englishman, and it is considered not ashamed to give him a mug, purely out of patriotism. If you do not find other reasons to give him in the face – ask for what football club he is sick. The answer is not important, and so it is clear that for “Zenith”, so feel free to hit him in the face.

Special mention is worthy of English cuisine. It simply does not exist, it is absent as a class. The fact that your 13-year – old alcoholic lover has provoked you to dinner, throwing in a pot all that I found in the trash and in the refrigerator-this is the so-called English cuisine. The highest achievement in English restaurants is considered a cucumber sandwich-thin slices of cucumber, put on bread without oil, slightly salted. A rare cook in Britain is able to surprise you with this dish. There is also a purely English dish – pudding. It is made from everything that is in the house, anyone can have a taste, and can be stored for a very long time. It is impossible to eat because it tastes like window putty with a variety of spices and a distinct putrid smell. In the English houses, it is a good practice to try to treat guests year before pudding out of the shit and cigarette butts.

Better not give up, and spit discreetly into a handkerchief that hit you in the mouth.
And of course, “Oatmeal, sir!”
And Yes, in Britain there is no Constitution, absolutely, no.
If you get lost in London, do not hesitate to go to the police and ask the way. To begin communication with the police should be with ritual phrases: “How do you do?” and “Do you speak English?” and then yell, “Allahu Akbar!” and then – press the red button.
So the police will understand that you are a cultured person and come from a civilized country.