TROUGHERS BEWARE! THE HUNT IS ON!

TROUGHERS BEWARE! THE HUNT IS ON!
WHAT BIG TEETH YOU HAVE! Bigger, sharper teeth than our ramblings in the on-line Oldham Evening Chronicle, which are being strangled by ever increasing censorship or moderation as they call it. We, the people of this town have no collective public voice to shout on our behalf, willing to question and challenge the lunacy visited upon us by the numpties in The Tower Of Babble, various thieving MPs, the legions of PC police at GMP, PAT'S, PACT'S, academy lovers, transport 'experts', vastly overpaid Council Officers from Charlie Chuckles downward, quangoes, placemen, do-gooders, do-badders, tree huggers, Brussels and Alcock! You get the idea? We intend to remedy this via the revamped Pigsticker. Now with added fibre. If any of you out there want to join us in restoring the town to it's former pleasant aspect, please feel free to submit articles. No moderation on this site!

Saturday, February 11, 2012

GET SHORTY!

Euphemisms???  Aren't they them curly brass musical instruments?

 
Two more applications to turn town-centre shops on Union Street  into restaurants have been called euphemisms for yet more take aways. 

With questions already being raised over the number of late-night fast-food outlets in the town, the applications to turn two shops in Union Street, into restaurants caused Coun 'Diddy  Dave' Hibbert to raise questions over their intentions to be yet more take-aways to enhance 'shutter town.'


Why now???  Why is the tiny fucking evil elf suddenly rearing up on his little legs and ranting about this???  We've been complaining about the number of money laundering filthy food outlets permitted in the town by him and his bent cronies for the past fifteen years at least. Has he, Have they, listened?? Have they fuck!

What's changed is Metro-Shite The living dead in the Council Chamber can't wait to get their sticky little mitts on the money from the great white elephant. If all we have are take-aways, pound stores and pawnbrokers, who the fuck is going to want to visit the land of the fallen shutter? IF...fucking IF??  When, is the relevant question and the answer is - very fucking shortly!!!  No visitors = no money!

 The vertically challenged noisy little twat,  said: “I hope these applications aren’t just euphemisms for yet more take aways."

Euphemisms??? Euphemisms??? The fucking planning applications tell you what is intended - fucking take-aways!  You're on the fucking Council for fuck's sake do you not read or understand planning applications in the the fucking Chamber of Horrors???   Oh...sorry! Stupid question!

The Tiny-Tot continues, “There is nothing wrong with take aways, but too many of them are clustered and are shut all-day long." And who allowed them to be clustered then tiny? Who wouldn't refuse a planning application because of the extra moolah rates it brought in??? YOU, YOU LITTLE SHORT STROKE!!


The fucking goblin said, “We want people to be going into proper restaurants and cafes during the day.  We want a bustling town centre, not a shanty town between two rush hours.”

People going into 'proper restaurants and cafes'??  What fucking people?? Which people in this town have the means to be popping in and out of 'proper restaurants' each and every day?? What fucking idiot would open a 'proper restaurant' in Oldham??   Perhaps he means all those people who will be arriving when  if the Metro-shite ever labours up the hill from Manchester, ready to be immersed in the Oldham shopping experience. Ready to snap up the BOGOF bargains at Pound Universe, pawn the family silver or simply to stare in wonder at the brown paper window displays.

"We want a bustling town centre"??? Well why the fuck have you let it get into the state it's in now??
Why did you sit idly by for years while the parts of the town that you hadn't killed off with your ideological shit-brained schemes, died a slow death?? Why did you rip the heart out of this once prosperous town??? 

You say you don't want a shanty town. Well that is exactly what we have become on our way to becoming a ghost town. As for rush hours, the only rushing in this town is to get out of the place, waving goodbye as we do so, to the myriad take-away 'operatives' stood peering out through the windows of empty botulism  factories all night long.

Shut the fuck up short arse! You did fuck all when you had the chance it's too fucking late now!
Contrary to your belief  YOU ARE NOT THE ANSWER - YOU ARE THE PROBLEM!! Shut your yapping trap and fuck off!!!! 

2 comments:

  1. Tommyfield Market looks like an Eastern European slum.

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  2. From the office of Inigo Moskvitch Alice Shoddy-Bagge

    Dear Sir,
    I represent the firm of Weir, Shoddy and Cheep. We are architects, planners and builders of Bijou Slums to a fair number of Eastern European countries. We have a large catalogue of 'off the shelf' slums available and this does include the 'Oldham Tommyfield' model. So far, unfortunately, none of our discerning clients have felt able to go as far as implementing such a drastic development, feeling, no doubt, that it would lead to a poorer quality of slum. I come to the conclusion therefore, that you have no first hand knowledge of Eastern European Slums and if you have seen such a development in Eastern Europe it was probably built by immigrant labour from the far east, using pirated blueprints. These are not a patch on the superb Slavic and Serbian slums sympathetically supplied by ourselves. We feel that the lack of success of the 'Tommyfield' model is due to it being a very extreme example of the slum-maker's art. As such, clients believe it would not enhance their tourist trade, pointing out that nobody visits Oldham, home of the original. We feel that unless the powers-that-be in Oldham upgrade the facilities and appearance of the Tommyfield market, (to at least slum level three from the present level seven), then we shall have no alternative other than to withdraw the plans from our catalogue.

    I. M. A. Shoddy-Bagge

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