Bollocks. The Fat f*** Puts Herself Out In The Public View Then The Public Is Entitled To Have And Express An Opinion On The Soon To Be Dead Chavette Done Good. It's Not Distasteful To Ask That She Try And Die With Some Dignity Instead Of This Slow Mo Snuff Movie. It's Not Distasteful To Bemoan...
Is He A Whiney Self Pitying Bore As Well? No Wonder Your Housemates Are Clearing Off. Get Used To It As This Sort Of Thing Is Going To Happen To You A Lot During Your Life. Loser.
I'll Still Think Of Her. She's In My Top Three Things That I Think About To Prevent Me Getting The Vinegar Strokes Along With MS Project And New England House.
Doesn't Really Count Because Nobody Was In The Office At 9.45pm When You Were There Cleaning It.
We Were Expecting Some Comedy Incident Involving A Mop, A Wet T-shirt And A Bottle Of Cillit Bang.
Lost My Job As An Anger Management Consultant For Gross Misconduct Recently. I Got Caught Wanking In The Car Park.
And Threatened The Security Guard Who Caught Me.
NSC Does This, NSC Does That. You Even Bleat On About It In Your Signature. You're Not Held In This Forum Against Your Will Like Some Far East Catalogue Bride Sold Into Bonded Slavery. Stop Moaning About NSC Or f*** Off Or Whatever You Do For Kicks
I've Always Been A Miserable Bugger And I've Been Diagnosed As Borderline Sexual Deviant And Extremely Repressed. And I'm Prone To Rages Although I Have Only Ever Punched 3 Women. Does That Count?
I've Been Better To Be Honest. I Lost My Job Because I Was Caught Having A Crafty Hand Shandy Into A Pret Crayfish Salad Roll At Lunchtime Last Month. Mind You If You Keep The Wrapper On And Moisten The Bread It Makes For A Satisfying Chuck. And You Can Eat The Evidence After. Unfortunately I...
I Did Once Use My Phone As A Dildo And Shoved It Up My Arse. I Was Wanking Furiously And Got To The Vinegar Strokes And Then It Rang. I Was Too Busy Wanking To Answer It And It Went To Voicemail And It Was Mother Asking Me To Pick Up Sciatica Prescription. It's A Weird Feeling Shooting Your Load...