Buy the right uniform and they won’t get sent home!

“Don’t you fucking get it? You signed up to the fucking dress code when th sent your little darling little cherubs to that school in the first place.”

It’s that time of the year again! Mutually assured destruction is looming ever closer, like a pervert at a gym window, as two fuck brained Tyranacunts have a nuclear dick swingining contest.

A tornado bigger than France is fucking everything in its path like like Russel Brand on a night out, and what’s on the front covers of today’s shit rags?

Outrage! Outrage as petty fucking schools insist on enforcing the rules like they have done for the last 200 years. What a set of jobs worth cunts!

“A fat short haired woman with a compo face, pointing to a picture of her beloved 13 year old Tiffany, looking all smart in front of a door, for the obligatory school uniform photo. With fucking pink hair, a 1” skirt and black and white Vans.

The story next it to it will tell how heartless staff gave up an hour of their own evenings just to spite poor Tiffany, who was wearing almost the same as every other cunt so what’s the big deal?

It will contain words like “fuming” and “petty” and will explain that the school is in the wrong because plain black shoes are somehow dearer than Vans.

They’re not and it isn’t. Don’t you fucking get it? You signed up to the fucking dress code when th sent your little darling little cherubs to that school in the first place.

It’s the same deal every fucking year you thick cunts. The school isn’t picking on your fat ugly kid. They have to punish people who don’t conform, because if they don’t, they’re actually showing your spottie little rebellious twat favour, and the only person who usually does that is frying chicken and asking people what shit pictures he’s painting.

Can you tell what it is yet? – Rules. Fucking rules, like every other cunting year.

 

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