I always make sure I'm one of the last to queue. Because when you're the last on you don't have to wait while all the twats are fucking about putting their hand luggage away. They're all seated while us sly ole foxes have all the aisle space to dick about with our luggage. And it gives your lovely gypsy plenty of time to choose a pair of expensive sunnies in the airport shop. Marvellous
Facebook's for cunts. How many people ask me to be their 'friends' on fuckbook and can't believe I have nothing to do with it. Like I'm the weird one. As if I go on line and converse with a bunch of cunts. Er.....Hang on!
I like to rescue foxes. My neighbour had one in his kitchen and didn't know what to do. So I went in and grabbed it by the scruff of the neck and took it into the garden and let it go. Foxy ran off.
You ever thought about applying to go on Time Commanders? You and that Aryk Neusbacher or Wendy or whatever name he/she calls himself /herself, can compare dresses.
Are these the cunts that start complaining and demonstrating when a wooded area is going to be cut down for a much needed by pass, despite never having stepped foot in the place?
Apparently they are going to rename the London Eye in honour of Julie Andrews. They're going to call it the London Umdiddlediddlediddleumdiddly eye.
I'm here all week. Goodnight, god bless and may your God go with you