Noisy Hippies in Public Parks

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The other half and I tried to have a nice day out and went to a very attractive park to spend an hour before going home.

The park was occupied by a group of cunts who all resembled Baldrick’s idiot younger brother leaping about and shrieking and banging these tom tom drums. It was fucking excruciating.

How guns cannot be legal here I don’t know ,with this sort of pitiful ballbaggery being played out for the entertainment of passers by,whether they like it or not.

Any public space now is a stage for these bastards. I saw a stupid cunt sat on the pavement playing a didgeridoo at a village fete,so we had the shocking din and someone tripping over it every five minutes.

For Dog’s sake make it stop.

Nominated by: Mary Hinge

62 thoughts on “Noisy Hippies in Public Parks”

  1. Try visiting Glastonbury on a sunny weekend.
    You’ll piss yourself laughing at the fucking twats there. It’s a British Mecca for the transcendental loon.

    • Where was you Mary Haight Ashbury?
      The noble sport of hippy bashing has long been in decline, perfected by skinheads in the UK
      But made into a artform by the Hells Angels at Altamont.
      If I could do links I would!
      Every festival should be like Altamont.
      They think theyre it with their bellbottoms and ‘groovy’ talk,
      Well Wavygravy some steeltoe boots are coming courtesy of Joe Hawkins!
      Never trust a hippy…

      • Hippy bashing? Excellent – our kid is a Jeremy Corbyn hippy type – I’ll give it a go!

    • Last time I went to Glastonbury I went in the Co-op and standing in the queue were a couple in their 50’s at least ,both wearing Spock ears and flowing capes,how I kept quiet I don’t know.

  3. Just another annoying consequence in the shitstained fabric of Life!

    I am not exactly sure what purposes hippies serve in our grea community, but they don’t appear to add much to stoke the engines of the British economy.

    In fact there seems to be quite a number of similar nefarious social groups/communes that don’t contribute anything, but are quite active enough when it comes to receiving!

    Yeah, man!

  6. It’s not just hippies. I went for a walk in the park on Saturday and was confronted by a couple of dark keys with a massive wôg-box turned up to fucking eleven.

    To their credit, a couple of park keepers eventually arrived in one of those electric buggy things and told the blicks to shut it the fuck up.

    • Good-day Lord Ruffington-Tuffindon

      I have nothing but envy for people who have hippies in their park. My superbly-maintained municipal parks are full of the usual dooshka-dooshka languages, i.e. East Euro mothers wondering how to spend their benefits while little Pavel throws stones at birds or pisses on the geraniums and East Euro dealers flog watered down drugs and crushed aspirins to lockdown schoolkids.
      Meanwhile after a hard day’s begging, tramps (not homeless) repair to the bandstand gleefully clutching a fistful of scratchcards purchased with all their gleaned coinage then imbibe cheap vodka and scream at imaginary tormentors.

      • Yo Capt! You are not to be envied.

        Tbh, the dark key incident in our park was not a typical one. As you probably know, we reside in a fairly well to do upmarket area, and such third world problems rarely trouble us. ‘Tis true we have the occasional group of dooshkas intimidating children in the tennis courts or flashing our next door neighbour’s Japanese wife as she passes the duck pond, but apart from such isolated incidents the area has barely changed physically or demographically since the 1960s.

      • ‘If you’re going to live by a river, you’d better make friends with a crocodile.’ Thankfully I live nowhere near this park though have to pass it to reach the railway station. I wouldn’t live in the town centre if you paid me.

        We live outside in the leafy countrywide where one can lose oneself blackberrying in complete silence and solitude then cycle along the river which is mercifully bereft of crocodiles.

        It sounds like your town is small and tranquil Ruffers, though a Japanese neighbour would stir things up, at least for me. Has Willy Stroker relocated?

      • Come to think of it Captain, they do look remarkably similar… and I’ve never seen them in the same room together…. 🤔

      • Flogging “ crushed aspirins to lockdown schoolkids? “
        That’s a fuckin’ lie to start with. You can’t get hold of an aspirin or paracetamol for love nor money at the moment. It’s a fuckin’ giant headache.

      • An Albanian dealer once bragged to me that he’d met a married woman in a pub who had begged him for some Sniff. He said he’d had a box of Tesco aspirin on him which he crushed up in the Gents’ loo. In his car she snorted most of it then paid him with cash and a blowjob.

        Chuckling, he told me the aspirin had cost him 16p.

      • Tell the foreign cunt that she’s HIV positive with bleeding gums – that’ll take the wind out the cunt’s sails.
        I’d off the waste of space without a thought.

  7. Cunts. When I sit with my cans of spesh in the precinct shouting at the shoppers I can hardly be heard above this hippy racket.

  8. You should come to Brighton. Every single public space is just full of deadbeats and dickheads.

    • I was invited to spend some time in Brighton Cmi.
      What you have described is the exact reason I declined the invite.

    • Isn’t ‘Dickheads’ the reason most people want to go there?
      Wall to wall cocks – that’s the idea.
      Norman Tebbitt must have thought it was xmas when the conference was held there.

  9. Attention seeking wankers.
    I missed the first summer of love by a few decades (thank fuck) but did encounter plenty of the unwashed traveller types in the late 1980’s-and even though, I really do mean this sincerely, I believe in every free mans right to personal liberties, the first wave of crusties and New Age travellers were cunts.
    Some genuine folk trying to eke out an independent lifestyle, for every 1 of this type the sites had 10x trouble making, drug dealing, thieving cunts- the sort that make up the ranks of Antifa.
    Fuck off👎

  10. Fuck your inner child, get in touch with your outer adult, get off my couch, and get a job.

  11. We have the cunts in Hove Park banging bongos etc. The men are all have limp wrists and sickly smiles . The women are horrendously ugly , not rough looking, grotesque to the point of being offensive.

    • The original hippy women were babes!!💝
      Californian blondes happy to party, well apart from mama Cass,
      Im all for them, but not the druggie Manson boyfriends.
      They should of died in Vietnam while the doors played on the helicopter radio…

  12. Reminds of them Harry Krishna cunts wandering up and daaahn Oxford Street waffling on abaaaaaht a load of shite, whilst banging some noisy shite.
    The cunts.
    In general these hippy cunts are annoying wankers who are all for ‘peace and love’ but don’t realise what a damn nuisance they are…also in Bristol they have taken over certain parts, living in £300,000+ houses courtesy of help from Mummy and Daddy whilst shouting abaaaaaht peace and love and help the poor….
    GO FUCK YOURSELVES.

    • Those Happy Christmas cunts BWC, are
      Hindu,theres one I see whos not the norm and looks like a steroid freak in a orange table cloth.
      Cunts massive.
      Their biggest crime is Carob, a chocolate substitute that tastes like dogshit ,but less tasty.
      They have a centre in Manchester and feed anyone for free.
      So full of tramps.

      • Am sure that carob was the backing for old 50s/60s radios. Smelt funny when it got hot. Was about the only thing our rabbits would eat out of the bog-standard mix. After Burgess SupaRabbit, no going back. The problem was tooth overgrowth, as there was so much calcium in it. They loved it.

  13. In London parks, the first peek of sunshine is guaranteed to release of torrent of Brazilians clothed in garish yellow or mauve singlets, talking LOUDLY and RAPIDLY, barbequing the foullest-smelling dead animals, and doing the fucking Samba. All day. Every day. They seem to have a peremptory belief that we all adore Brazil and its tedious culture. Flakey, loud, samba cunts.

  14. I don’t mind these hippies in parks and so on just so long as they are shortly savagely crushed by a steamroller.
    Try your bongos then you fucking shite.

  15. Yep Hippie’s can go fuck themselves…unless some Hippy woman is offering free love and all that.
    As long as she shaves her pits and hasn’t got the Forest of Dean in her knickers.
    I’ll happily agree with her shite then, only to disappear after.

    • Hippies are excellent exercise for the dogs B&WC – I think they mistake them for tramps or peacefuls – they find them delicious! 😁👍
      Not much love and peace from Romulus and Remus the ridgebacks!

      • Good on the Ridgebacks VF, they probably get the hippies baggy flary clothes muddled up with the peaceful long man skirt attire… 😁

  16. Brighton deserves a nom all of its own.

    It is a filthy dump, vastly overated as a seaside resort, hates cars with no parking anywhere, is full of LBGTs and woke type as well as faux hippies and BOHOs. And worst of all it is ruled over by the Queen of greens St Caroline of Lucas the sanctimonious herself.

    I last went there for a wedding and found it noisy, dirty, crowded and expensive. And full of fuckwits.

  17. My advice to anybody considering the didgeridoo is to didgeridont. At our nearby shopping centre there is a road which leads to one of the big supermarkets. It is mostly just wall and the air is made hideous every day except Monday and Tuesday with the most appalling guitar playing (some pansy was playing a ukelele there one day), or saxophone playing with the aid of a pre-recorded tape. The worst example though are the singers who usually accompany themselves on the acoustic guitar, the shreiks of pain from the performers is ghastly. One young woman, with long flowing hair and jeans with lots of manufactured holes in them sounds as if she inserted a red not poker into her gash instead of her tampon. I really think these untalented bastards ought to be arrested and charged with breach of the peace. From time to time a group of heavily amplified pan pipers turn up, dressed up in some sort of Latin American regalis, complete with sombreros. Dreadful to see as well as to hear.

    • Take minigun when shopping. With Apache.
      Done.
      When arrested claim mental elf isshues and ring Diane Abbott – she knows a good lawyer!

    • I would pay serious money to see a busking woman searing her cunt with a red-hot poker.
      It’s stuff like that makes shopping bearable.

    • I once saw a hippy girl in Stockport with some fuck off massive sitar!!
      Looked really complex to play.
      Ive never wanted to smash something so badly in all my life.

      • If they are voters expect to see Lady Starmer taking a knee in a kaftan and a tie dye bandana.

      • Reminds of a punk bird I went to college with. Spiky pink hair, but fit as fuck, a body to die for, the most magnificent pair of whammers, and fishnet tights. And yes, I did crack it after moths of pursuit. She still sends a tingle through me. Nice girl too.

      • But if you can get in first with the Mace – then a shag is still on the cards , once you stop convulsing.

  20. You would think hippies would be more tuned in than the average cunt, what with the whole peace and love bollox, but they are just as fucking thoughtless as every fucker else. Why can’t anyone see that their fucking bongos, their noisy exhaust cars, their stupid walking around on the phone with the speaker on so everyone can hear their pointless chat, their incessantly barking fucking dogs, their fucking loud dance music at 2am, their putting shelves up at ten pm, their cunting kids screaming their tripe out all day, might not be enjoyable to the rest of the world. It’s almost a shame that Covid turned out to be the lamest pandemic in a thousand years.
    Peace and love? Give me peace and quiet any day.

  21. Agree with Captain Magnanimous about Brazilians, noisy fuckers and Latin American music is utter shite.
    Much worse than the twats and their hippy music are the dopey white teenage cunts who play loud grime and rap because they think they’re ‘well ard innit’

  22. South Park’s episode on hippies, Die Hippie Die, is well worth a watch.

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