‘Hey ladies, I can do it this many times a week!’
One of the more bizarre followers adrift among the UK’s far-right effluent is David Coppin, a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an Idiot. Coppjockey likes attending pointless demos by far-right groupuscules with more initials than supporters like the NWI (North West Imbeciles). He spent loads going to a non-existent demo in Preston before realising that the organisers had spent the previous night with EDL Royal Couple, Stella and Charlie and were incommunicado! Dafty David also went to Dover last year and got his head kicked in! Here is Coppin coppin’ a kickin’ in Dover on the deck … 
… and then appeared on Jeremy Kyle.
He can usually be seen at far-right demos looking like a gormless hyena having a particularly difficult poo. The clueless racists he follows see him as ‘a bit special’ cos he is as bright as a broken light-bulb buried in your shed somewhere.
David is very confused: despite his vicious racism and mouse-cock misogyny, he is married to a Philippino ‘pre-op transvestite’ (according to DJ Davey Shitbiscuit) and has helped her extended family to move to the UK, if the rumours are true.
She apparently gives him 30 quid to bugger off all weekend and play with other nasty drunken failures like Shane Calvert, Shaun Jones and Roy Price, or he would do if they weren’t all in jail.
Dribbling Coppin: He won’t love you long time!
And jail is something Desperate Dave has managed to avoid despite being at Dover and Liverpool and nobbing about with the pointless South East Alcoholics (SEA) when it all kicked off. Daffy Ducker is also keen on posting incriminating images on various social media. Odd that. And although he has a small income from his modelling work with ‘Boyz R Us!’ agency, he still manages to get to every demo, which is costly. Odd that, too. When not wasting time and money gadding about with clueless nazi fuckbugles, he is to be found in Sheldon’s in Margate, weeping into his pint, drinking his sad and lonely days away. Be Seeing You!
