Harry Hutton taunts the proles

Harry Hutton has unique ways of enjoying the World Cup:

Oh to be in England, now that football's there, to drive around beeping my car horn like a cunt, and taunt my idiot countrymen in German. "Ha! Ha! One-nil, Englisher dumbkopfs." The expression of hatred on their dim resentful faces is one of the things that make life worth living.

Most of them are too thick even to insult me properly, though sometimes they'll come back with, "Two World Wars and one World Cup," which I always counter with, "Three World Cups and one economic miracle," and then Deutschland Uber Alles or the Horst Wessel Song. During Italia 90 I got in three different fights. It's always a magical time for me.

Update: Whoops! Forgot to tip the hat to Major-General Flea.