My mum is V

She's got to be the world's most stylish mum. And a rather commited one at that.



Commited to her role to

'always be there for her kids'

and to

'always be there for the cameras' .

The style icon is after all the world's most famous WAG.

Tight fitting size-O haute couture. Designer high heels. Big sunglasses, expensive totes and a little Beckham (one of the three) in tow.

Q... Perfect mum.

The WAGs are not Hags.

Spot the WAGs; Victoria the deserving one. And the other's a skank who's barked up the right tree; more a TAG (along) than a WAG.

The English Soccer fraternity is becoming a couple of wussies.

Blaming the wives and girl friends for their demise in recent years despite having the 'Golden Generation?'

WTF.

No publicity control. Money-and-media-hype-over-game mentality. Allowing a circus to build around them . Having their over-paid and underperfoming players being more mindful of the balls between their legs rather than the one on the pitch.

Watever.


Speak to The Queen; top WAG Victoria B. Has done nothing but good for David.


It all speaks ill of a Country driven by the ills of fame and fortune. A complete lack of restraint and self-disicipline.

So quit being pussies and blame the pussies that their prissy players are shagging every night.

Mega wusses.

P*ss OFF.

Yuck... Q