The tourists that were robbed of £900 in broad daylight, were escorted back to the U.S. candy store shortly after to make sure they were refunded. A few days later, police returned & seized £80,000 worth of counterfeit, or unsafe goods. A council leader said “We have known for a long time that U.S. candy stores rip off customers, but charging £900 for two packets of sweets is a new low.” While the raid was in progress two shop assistants managed to disappear via a hidden panel in the basement, where a stash of illegal goods was also found in a secret room.
The seizures included a large haul of American food items, 30,000 cigarettes as well as 31,182 single use vapes, travel adapters & power banks. There are a number of these stores on Oxford Street, but not as many as there were pre 2000.
Nominate by Lord Scunthorpe, link by Sam Beau.
By the lack of information and descriptions of perpetrators I will assume they were Pàkis.
Part and parcel of living in brown goblin khan’s londonstan.
That and getting stabbed,blown up and raped.
Fuck tourists, stupid slack jawed twats wandering into the road to take selfies.
Lucky for them, that hook nosed inbred has made car travel slower than the horse and cart.
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I fortunately got out of London about ten years ago, Barry. Came to live in a place that’s just the opposite. Small and unknown by the sea, without any blacks of yet. Its like going back in time to my childhood.
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Likewise, only I moved away from the caliphate of west Yorkshire..!
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Good morning Sammy and everyone,
It is only a matter of time. I live in a small rural town. We moved in 30 years ago and in the last 10 years or so we have had a load of “affordable “ housing built and a consequent influx of non-indigenous people.
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“Affordable.” More accurately “subsidised.” Guess by whom.
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A council leader said “We have known for a long time that U.S. candy stores rip off customers….. but did fuck all about it. What a useless cunt.
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How fortunate I am due to the dislike of anything yankie doodle shiitey. I only buy sweets or toffees and biscuits.
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“Candy” shops (sugar and gunge) and Chinese plastic models of Buck House, and Kweer with his trousers down on a Routemaster bus with his male models. I preferred the days when you could go into the West End, buy some adult books and films from the shop with blacked out windows , drop in to the topless bed show in Berwick Street and end up at Raymond’s Revue Bar, drinking the night away. How terrible London has become.
By the way, don’t forget this bank holiday weekend that the famous Russian striptease artist, Leeva Vestoff, is appearing at the Steaming Pussycat Club in Soho, come and see her and her whip.
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Thanks for letting me know in the last paragraph W. C. Boggs. I’ll definitely make sure I’m not there.
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W.C. , You must have had a few quid to drink the night away in Soho. The last time I went in a club there it was £8 a pint, when pub prices were less than £2. We ordered 8 halves and handed over £32, they demanded £64 and had it when the bouncers arrived.
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I was summoned into a Soho Strip Club by a a big titted tart a decade earlier and paid a fiver for a pint. There were also two other lads staring at an empty stage for ages. They eventually got up and left their drinks. Being alone I supped up their drinks besides my own and staggered out. Besides also being duped, I was fortunately financially better off with my 3 pints for a fiver.
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if you are a regular though…… I was the poor man’s George Melly. A man needs a hobby…… 🙂
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Nail bars, vape stores, Turkish barbers, all known fronts for foreign criminal gangs to launder money or deal drugs from. American candy stores the same.
Not only do we make it easy for cunts to turn up with their hands, we then make it easy for the more ambitious cunts to set up and run criminal enterprises in front of our faces.
Local councils are useless, much too busy looking for ways to spaff our money, the extra income from foreign criminals is welcome I’m sure.
Apathy in the UK.
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No wonder, Sixdog Vomit. That’s why they’ve always called them “Shop Fronts”.
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Use dynamite to blow these junk stores to smithereens.
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Firstly Edward, let’s try superglueing the locks and dog shite through the letterboxes.
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👍
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I used to have jobs on Oxford Street. I hated the place. Fucking ghastly.
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Indeed arfur, fuck London.
I was talking to an old cockney the other day who said he was born in London but now lives in England.
How very true.
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Superb!
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This from Sept 2022; the Council has clearly been busy twiddling its thumbs…
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-62972510
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Yank candy? The dirty bastards.
Tastes like shite.
And what sort of cunt goes to that London as a tourist?
Probably japs
Definitely masochists.
Id of charged them the same
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£500 to have your photo taken with Hagrid guv’nor?
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Morning chaps…I regularly have to drive through England’s prettiest village, Bourton-on-the-Water, on the way to visit a particular client and every time it’s dog-eater central.
Fucking slitty-eyed locusts everywhere, wandering into the road because they can’t fully open their eyes.
Luckily our van has a particularly loud horn, but I’d still like to run a couple of the chınkies over.
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Know it well Thomas. Used to ride my motorcycle over those little bridges.
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I am keen on that Trap Door idea.
Especially when included on a gallows.
The amount of correction required in that cesspit of brown ooze is considerable.
And just what the fuck is a Candy Store anyway?
Willy Wonkas Big Purple Oven.
Good morning.
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I used to travel from Manchester to London in the 1970s for concerts at the Royal Festival Hall and the Promenade concerts at the Albert Hall and staying over night to join the queue for the Tutankhamun exhibition. Then the little devil on my shoulder would force me to go strip clubs and finally be duped into loosing my last few quid on the find the lady street card game. Being at a loss on my way to Euston Station to catch the train back to Manchester, I found all this loose change scattered all over the path in a park and the amount I picked up was more than I’d lost in the card game.
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Forgotten to mention on the train to London, I sat opposite Patricia Hayes, who famously played “Edna, the Inebriate Woman” on television.
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I remember one line from that play – when she is offered boiled fish she said “It’s snot – snot orf the end of ya nose”.
I never did like boiled fish……
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A great cunting.
These excresences, along with nail bars and Turkish barbers, blight high streets and lower the tone everywhere. Another example is P@ki tat shops, flogging all manner of Chinese junk.
People north of the border will also be sadly familiar with Scotland’s own variant, the tartan tat shop. These flog all manner of shite from ‘see you Jimmy’ hats and plastic Nessies, to shabbyy kilt outfits and fridge markets, all accompanied by loudspeakers blaring insufferable ‘bagpipe rock’ into the street.
Fucking rubbish.
Morning all.
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Or New York’s iconic I ‘heart’ NY with any and every shithole in place of the NY.
Even Welsh ones, for god’s sake!
I ❤️Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch just looks silly.
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£900 for two packs of sweets, must have been gold plated or contained some class A candy.
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I wish that this useless cunt ‘journalist’ – a Jess Warren is credited – turned that link article in to the bbc had had an ounce of imagination or effort about her.
Enough to question that part of it for a few extra lines. As in : were they 2 no-speaky-Engrish customers that some arrogant cunt thought he could scalp so badly, .. or simply a case of a £9 sale that had the decimal point left out?
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