Imagine you were mooching about in little ole Snottingham one day and they started rounding up everyone that lived in West Bridgford and sent them to live in Gotham or Arnold instead. No exceptions.
And it's being done because some people from Derby worship the Shitty Ground and want it for themselves and, as everyone in the UK thought the Derby lot were a pitiful bunch who everyone had fecked over for years, the majority of the country voted for it to happen. And to feck with you Notts Florist losers.
Then for some reason, the Florist lot don't like this and get properly annoyed and start kicking off with the Derby lot. The Derby lot respond by building an enormous feck off wall around West Bridgford and London gives the Derby lot loads of bombs and guns to protect themselves with.
Most people agree that the Derby lot love the Shitty Ground more than Florist ever did. Surely, it's for the best to let it be and quite frankly, chase those West Bridgford lot into extinction asap so that the trouble dies down and, a couple of generations later, everyone forgets whose it was in the first place.
But some West Bridgford people don't accept this and carry on trying to chip away at the Derby lot trying increasingly desperate measures. So the Derby lot bomb the feck out of any Snottingham suburb they like with impunity as the London people cheer them on. And so it goes on.
Personally, as someone who has never believed that the Shitty Ground was anything other than a shitty ground, I can't comprehend the insanity of it all. I'd have nuked the Shitty Ground in the first place and told them all to grow up.
