No, not you! Not you indeed my blogging pals.
Them. The rest of ‘em.
You may know them as your employers, your spouses, your neighbours, the people who run your country.
Fucking Bunch of Miserable Cunts they are.
But you can’t tell them to their faces because you live in a World-Turned-Politically-Correct and they would make your life a living hell for eternity if you tell it like it is.
Fucking wankers.
Twats!
Where was I? Oh yes…
Is there anyone you’d like to tell off but risk eternal hellfire for doing so? And what, exactly, would you say to them?
G’won. Get it out of your system.
And you didn't hear anything I said here today. Afterall, I'm a laydee.
Maidy: No Crimbo prezzie for you.
ReplyDeleteget yourself a gun
ReplyDeleteFrobi: No can do. Remember, I'm a Canadian.
ReplyDeletewell, all i can say is i agree with you, fuck all those annoying assholes who rain on our parades. and you need to shave your mustache. and your legs. remember - you're a laydee.
ReplyDeleteAhem
ReplyDelete*Clears throat*
BAAAASSSSTTTTAAAARRRRDDDDSSSS!!
*And relax*
I thank you.
Which one is you, let me guess....
ReplyDeleteThe one on the left - she looks more yeasty.
Dirty cunt
Leave the miserable bastards alone - they're all right - its the smiley ones you can't trust - they know something!
i'll meet you around midnight!
ReplyDeleteyou be waiting on 0 St. by the Lynden crossing and i'll toss you a .45 across the ditch on Boundary Road! back behind the cedars! over by th-hello, someones knocking.
Come in?
hello-HEY! WHO SAID YOU COULD COME BARGING IN HE
I got a rant for ya.
ReplyDeleteDear Fucking Piece of Shit Ass Stupid Fucks...
Drugs are bad. Bombs are bad.
Kiss a tree and hug a frog.
That is all.
Kthnxbye.
oh yeah! Laydee!? Seriously WTF! If you are a laydee then I am Camilla Parker Boyles...and lawd knows I aint her...although bitch rocks a nice feather hat.
ReplyDeletePink: But you can't see my legs in that pic.
ReplyDeleteSID: Was it good for you too?
Steve: But I AM one of the smiley ones.
Wanker.
FN: We are a peace loving nation. How many times do I have to tell you?
*trips over pistol and shoots self in foot*
Awaiting: I can always rely on you for some good trash talk.
Being different is so much fun x
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