Oh the simple Chav, what a constant source of amusement you are! <br />Chavs are the dregs of human existence. They live merely to piss everyone else off with their love of crap clothing and manky gold jewellery. <br />They have taken the wearing of tracksuits and baseball caps to a new level of pikieness. <br />Chav girls (or chavettes) commonly sport the Croydon Facelift (hair pulled back in a bun so tight that it pulls their faces tight) with at least 6 dangly faux-gold earings in each ear. Also often seen pushing a pram round shopping centres while chain-smoking and wearing fake burberry or nasty velour tracksuits. A favourite accessory is a hideous gold articulated clown dangling from a thick gold chain around their pimply acne scarred necks. <br />Male chavs hang around in gangs spitting alot and trying to start fights with small children or anyone else that they could easily overpower (which really is just small children!) . Once they are of driving age they obtain a clapped out old Nova or Metro and then spend a fortune (no one knows where this money comes from, it is one of the many mysteries of the chav) 'maxing it up' with big wheels, sound systems and a huge 'wanker pipe' exhaust. Chavs can be seen in any copy of Max Power magazine proudly displaying their efforts at automotive design - tossers! ! !<br /><br />Pickled Onion<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/simple-chav/
