You know what? I'm on Eugene Thundercunt's side.
Aye, he looks like he'd wear a shirt with a blazer and he'd probably deny that he'd ever eaten spaghetti hoops and toast as a last resort when he was starving, but at least he's trying to be different.
You wouldn't catch this c**t in a pair of shite-catchers and a baseball cap, no siree!
God speed, Eugene. God speed.