This nom is obviously verging on iron-ish, but those worthless faggots who pulled on their England shirt and pretended to represent our great country in another pointless football tournament last night really ought to be wearing a shirt adorned with three pussies.
The simpering snowflakes got all upset about a bit of racist banter from the opposing team's fans and threatened to walk off the pitch.
Are these the kind of emasculated sweeties we want our children looking up to in a time of adversity?
They've obviously been spending too much time on social media, reading the surrender-monkey prattling of left-wing, ex-footballist, media whore Gary Lineker.
If they wanted to show their displeasure at the alleged racist abuse, they should have done so by hammering the feckless Bulgars by twenty goals to nil.