Fucking scum of the earth (not the traditional gypsies, but the cunts found all over the United Kingdom.)
I used to lodge in a cottage in a small villiage in Gloucestershire that happened to have a Gypsy colony about 500 meters away. These scumbag bastards stole my landlords motorbike, large stone garden ornament and even a CAST IRON BATH TUB. The cunts also used to order taxis from town and get out at the cottage then skip over the back fence without paying, meaning that taxis would refuse to come out to the cottage to collect me because of the damn fooking gyppoes.
Biggest scumbagwankers to walk this earth, and that's a fact.
Being a gypsy cunt gives me the right to steal anything unless it is nailed down.
Call Centres are a public relations disaster waiting to happen.
Gone are the days when you can talk to someone you can understand, now you are forced into GUESSING what the person on the other end of the line is saying.
Extremely frustrating when your problem is one of urgency.
"Gleetings from our Call Centre."
"No, the serial number is Whikey Bravo Eight Four Four" "Whis-kee Braaa-Voe"