Lokki 7
WSU
Have you nothing better to do with your day than make such dispicable comments? There is no joke to be had in this sad affair - you should be ashamed of yourself
I'd certainly be red faced if I spent the night in her cell.
Have you nothing better to do with your day than make such dispicable comments? There is no joke to be had in this sad affair - you should be ashamed of yourself
I'd certainly be red faced if I spent the night in her cell.
And not beacuse of the hot Spanish sun either...
I am glad you both find it so amusing.....one would wonder nowadays, at what point people cross the line between humour and down right nastiness?
I am glad you both find it so amusing.....one would wonder nowadays, at what point people cross the line between humour and down right nastiness?
Cue the NSC lynch mob, baying for blood. Still, I guess it makes you feel good.
As much as they may have been woefully neglectful, there's as much chance of Mrs McC doing a Playboy spread to satisfy her male public than them having anything to do with their daughter's demise.
As much as they may have been woefully neglectful, there's as much chance of Mrs McC doing a Playboy spread to satisfy her male public than them having anything to do with their daughter's demise.
I am glad you both find it so amusing.....one would wonder nowadays, at what point people cross the line between humour and down right nastiness?
Would Would Would!
She looks a bit like Fred West.
I am glad you both find it so amusing.....one would wonder nowadays, at what point people cross the line between humour and down right nastiness?
For me it was roughly around the time a bunch of overly sentimental 'sorts' decided that everyone should share in some form of collective guilt and mourning over the death, and that much has been obvious from day one, of a child I don't know and whos parents I am never likely to meet.
The collective brow beating indulged in by far too many was a f***ing joke from day one if you ask me.
For me it was roughly around the time a bunch of overly sentimental 'sorts' decided that everyone should share in some form of collective guilt and mourning over the death, and that much has been obvious from day one, of a child I don't know and whos parents I am never likely to meet.
The collective brow beating indulged in by far too many was a f***ing joke from day one if you ask me.