The descendants of Pitcairn's eighteenth century mutineers are up on trial for raping children. Apparantly, they think that shagging twelve year olds is just the thing.
Yeah? Them and every other child abuser.
‘That’s the way we’ve always done it here,’ they say and comically enough, the women claim they like it. Maybe with only fourteen inbred men, you have to get one early if you want one - though, having seen them, why one would defeats me rather.
Pitcairn shows what happens if you maroon a rabble of disorderly English scum and leave them to breed in isolation for two hundred years. In the end you just get a bunch of inbred rats with dysfunctional behaviour.
Bad genes, or eighteenth century manners? Both probably.
Hang ‘em from the yardarm, I say.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment