Enemies, Londoners, Antipatriots
Lend me your Fears.
I come to bury Geezers
Not to Raise Them.
The evil that Londoners do, Lives After Them
The good is often Turd Wit Heard on Phones
Londoners need to buck up. They need to expect each other to buck up. They have to get out of their little fantasy worlds and ghettoes. I'm so glad it's been already described so well in Cyber-Satan's posting, that I don't have to say any more.