nearly but I feel I need to clarify the stereotype somewhat... The FATBastardTM is now usually sat on the recliner at home. This is mainly down to the simple fact that FATBastardTM can't smoke in the pub anymore. FATBastardTM now buys its cheap, shitty but rather strong alcoholic pish from the local fat-enabling Tesco supermarket, cos it fancies that fat slag in the adverts. Or FATBastardTM buys its pish off Abdul down the local corner shop, whilst whining about immigrants once it's back lying on its fat arse. FATBastardTM will look at the news, likely the red top tabloid that has dumbed it down especially for FATBastardTM. FATBastardTM will swear that the problem actually lies elsewhere. It's not talking about FATBastardTM. FATBastardTM used to play rugby and is still as 'strong as an ox,' and only gets out of breath cos it smokes. And likely also claims it can stop anytime it chooses. But, it enjoys it and you've gotta have life's little pleasures, don't ya? Little pleasures for FATBastardTM include smoking, drinking as much as possible, eating like a pig and everyone else will look after it. FATBastardTM rages against immigrants, the EU, the Tories, the austerity and everything else it can think of... whilst lamenting the country is going to shit... but doing fuck all to help itself, its family or its community. Let alone its country, but "put Britain first," and god bless that Farage geezer, he's a "pint-swilling, immigrant bashing diamond, hic."