Oxford
Dated a bird for a while who went to Oxford Uni. Has to be the capital of Posh twats. I met and knew so many peopple who had posh, rich (the two do seem to go together quite a bit) parents who came down to see how their precious darling was getting on, had all their rent/bills etc paid for, and had grown up like this, with no comprehention of the real world.

I always used to chuckle seeing another toff walking down the road with light chinos, checked or polo shirt, and jumper tied round their necks.

Im sure this is related to poshness, but in Oxford, no one every gets out of your way. They all seem to think they are king of the pavement, even if walking 5 abreast, and will refuse to part or narrow to allow someone past without having to resort to dodging fucking cyclist or psycho drivers in the road.

Posh laughs are always amusing. Lots of snorting involved.

Im from Kent, and went to Uni in Loogabarooga, so I was always called the posh one by the northern monkeys there. Im not though. Honest.

And relax.


(Just read back through this, and realised its just a toff slagging fest. No bad thing if you ask me)
(jimmy_stavros, Thu 15 Sep 2005, 12:10, Reply)