I can imagine how disgusting your pasty pen-pushing skinnyfat body looks in a pair of orlebar’s. A candid shot of Mrs D’s ample bosom on the beach would go down a treat.
B I’m doing the rounds in Marylebone covering the independent menswear shops for my autumn/winter collection. I stumbled across a restaurant called Jikoni on Blandford Street, and it’s just simply wonderful.
Fascinating.
You lonely old drunken cunt. I can see you now.. staring yourself out, bathroom shadow boxing with pics of the poor mrs cuntman blue-tacked to the mirror... ‘I’ve had my fill of this place.. head ‘em up.. (jab jab).. ride ‘em in (uppercut).. don’t give a fuck.. head ‘em up (jab) cut ‘em in.. papa 1 to base.. suck my dick.... ride ‘em in... Rawhiiiiide’.
Idiot.
The old plagiarist fool was so upset over his recipe, after quoting poor mike’s ‘its only a website’ several times, he checked out on a two week fishing trip and delivered a Sunseeker half way around the world. All in 5 days.
Mate, out of all the pieces of shit on here, he’s got to be the thickest cunt we’ve ever seen. I really did try to find him last year through his IP address. See your pm.