You are £6 toast. You are culture on tap. You are the cereal cafe.
You are furious with one-day travelcard wankers standing on the left of escalators.
When a man is tired of you, he is tired of life
You’re full of self-important cunts
You are in Lewisham. You have my sympathies.
You are London… Big Ben… Embankment… Cab drivers…
Honestly think there’s no advertising worse than bank advertising.
Mobile phone companies run them a close second but, no, definitely banks.
Nothing is as good (bad) as perfume adverts imo
Yeah, those are a special breed. Basically no way to differentiate products, so it’s just celebrities + a distinctive location = PROFIT??
Smellovision can’t be far away, at least
You are tripping over little wheelie suitcases in Liverpool Street station.
You are paying a lot of rent
“you’re an icon of the world”
What the fuck does Cup Champions mean?
Wonder if they’ve put one of these at East Croydon but with ‘lol joking, Surrey cunts’ in small print
You are London. Congratulations, a train will actually appear here at some point.
You are on your fourth Pret lunch of the week.
Who the fuck is getting a brick lane bagel and schlepping up to the Spaniards?
You are London. You are scared of south of the river.