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I’ve never seen anything quite like the collective moaning fucktard which is the British public.
It’s a fucking pandemic. The pub isn’t important. Holidays aren’t important.
Some of you still really need to have a fucking word with yourselves and grow up.
It’s a fucking pandemic. The pub isn’t important. Holidays aren’t important.
Some of you still really need to have a fucking word with yourselves and grow up.
Bunch of whining fucking arseholes droning on and on about the restriction of their liberties.
Get a grip, you absolute shit shower.
Get a grip, you absolute shit shower.
And then there’s Brexit.
It’s been the white dog poo in a shit sandwich made of stale 1970s bread since the start.
This kingdom is a fucking hovel inhabited by Fraggles.
It’s been the white dog poo in a shit sandwich made of stale 1970s bread since the start.
This kingdom is a fucking hovel inhabited by Fraggles.
I just want to noise coming from the slaughter lambs on both sides of the barn to stop.
That way, at least, everyone will be able to hear the metaphorical doodlebugs flying at us instead of tossing each other off in a variety of ego driven wankfests masquerading as protests.
That way, at least, everyone will be able to hear the metaphorical doodlebugs flying at us instead of tossing each other off in a variety of ego driven wankfests masquerading as protests.
I’m just fucking sick of it.
And I want everyone to be able to finally get on with picking up the pieces instead of watching the grenade with the pin still in being used by pricks to taunt each other because none of them actually have the minerals they claim.
Load of arse.
And I want everyone to be able to finally get on with picking up the pieces instead of watching the grenade with the pin still in being used by pricks to taunt each other because none of them actually have the minerals they claim.
Load of arse.
