Where I live is a seaside resort purpose built in the 1980's, holiday homes, where each complex is built around a central swimming pool. It is pretty, sunny, and can be relaxing apart from the indigenous population.
I dont like the Spanish as a race. They are rude, short, noisy. They have little respect for anything, the environment , sea life, animal life. They hate the English , so the feeling is mutual.
I swear that soon I will hit one of these hombres, such an appropriate translation for man. They are pig ignorant. They cannot keep the gates to this complex closed as the Privado signs tell them too. Why, laziness, irresponsibility, lack of respect for security and others.. No wonder Franco shot a lot of them.
They litter the place. They kill wild life for the sake of it, inhumanely. Their kids are out of control out of parental sight. They are utterly objectionable, lowest of the low. They leave their noisy engines running for ages in the street, inconsideration is their middle name. Of course there are the odd exception, if I sucked the end of my pencil for a couple of weeks I am sure I could think of a name.
One grey haired pigmy today clambered over my balustrades to get out of the complex as the gate was locked, miracle or miracles. I went ballistic!!!!. He told me to go back to Ingleterre rapido. He understood what "F***king piss off , you stupid ignorant b***rd" meant.
I have now erected 55 Euros worth of trellis to stop a repeat. I really could not believe my eyes at this vagabond. They are numerous these gypsy types, tramps, riff raff, low life. "what's the problem" "You, Your are the problem" I have had many a slanging match in the street with these would be Matadors (failed).
My philosophy was always hit them so hard its all over in one punch...........
it is coming arriva arriva
Sir Francis Drake, Admiral Horatio Nelson.
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