Ned : More vicious and animalistic version of the creature commonly known outside Glasgow as a "Chav".

Fuelled by Buckfast Tonic wine, cheap speed, ecstasy and a penchant for violence and destruction shared by the entire pack, Neds are sub-human filth of the lowest order.
Normally recognisable by their garb of shiny tracksuits tucked into large sports socks, and a jauntilly places baseball cap, some sub-species of Ned are acrually able to blend in with normal society - Or on rare occasions, even resemble hippies or metalheads.
Female Neds have acquired a basic ability to read, as evidenced by their omnipresent "gold" name-necklaces... Generally spelling out words such as "Chantelle", "Sarah-Jane"( Pronounced "Serra-Jennnn", and spoken only through the left nostril ) or "Alopoecia" ( If the woman I overheard on the bus a few years back had heard her new-mother friend correctly. I sincerely hope not. It's NOT a flower and you DON'T name your baby daughter after it! ).
Neither gender of Ned should be approached, as males are likely to be armed with knives or broken bottles, and both sexes armed with large "gold" sovereign rings.
Lone Neds are unlikely to start any trouble, unless very drunk, as they are generally cowardly by nature.
They do, unfortunately, hunt in packs.
Natural habitats include underpasses, shopping malls, and street corners.
With any luck, a cull will be organised by late 2006.
Edited by: [url=http://p220.ezboard.com/bthealienslegacy.showUserPublicProfile?gid=reverendscapegoat>Reverend Scapegoat[/url] at: 6/26/06 4:02 am