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I've had quite a few requests to put this on the site. Unfortunately I don't really speak the lingo, so I'm relying on you fools to send me stuff, this is what I've got so far:- I'll fight you for ya shoes bruv! Get up da road scruff bag! Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooy! Muthadie cor, chavey eyebrow bruv! Bust me a pound! AHOOOOOOOOOOY Skin up in the ashtray there bruv! Me lucky chickens toenail. Tarmac your driveway there bruv? I'll have that! Melt it down for scrap metal boy. Can you spare some milk for the baby! We've got some great rugs and other carpets in the van. Do you know who owns the cooker in your front garden?
"alright brov. stick dis fukin line in ya - 'How to speak proper kent pikey talk' - bit. I once asked a proper pikey "why do you drive a van if you aint even got a job" instantly i realised that this question was as stupid as he was, he repiled with "Togetdeferritsinback brov". After asking "what the fuck did he say" to my mate, the pikey said "cor dear brov you be deaf motherdie" and repeated "To get de ferrits in back of me van brov!". At which point me and my mate pissed ourselfs laughing at the - do what you likey pikey - who got the hump and drove off in his ringer which looked like a cut and shut of a Robin Reliante (rear half) and ford escort (rest of the metal). Anyway seeya. Jay."
I got sent this new pikey anthem (to the tune of Move any Mountain by the Shamen, Mr Cs Rap bit):-
MOVIN ANY CARAVAN WE'RE CAPABLE OF MOVIN' PIKEYS ARE THE NEW GENERATION OF VERMIN YOU CAN STEAL WHAT YOU WANNA STEAL DONT HAVE AN M.O.T OR ANY CASH THATS REAL WE'RE ON THE SITE, YOU ALL KNOW THAT THOUGH THE DIESELS RUN OUT AND OUR TYRES ARE FLAT WE'RE A CRIMINAL BREED WITH CONVICTIONS THAT ARE MOUNTING WE CANT READ BUT WERE QUITE GOOD AT COUNTING
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