Eric Cuntman

Not a lot, I saw the name of the site and thought this has got to be a better bet than joining Facebook which seems to be populated by illiterate 18 yr old single mums about to give birth to their 4th crack baby

Yes what I said was true, to make up something like that would put me on the level of frank and his gang of sycophants.

Yes I've realised that now brainiac, but when you're new to a community sometimes you have to put real shit out there to see who's who.and now I know who the gutless inhuman maggots really are. Lots of love, the fucking spacker.

Thank you, appreciated. I'm starting to get the lay of the land now and have worked out that the bully clique is comprised of Decimus Quincy and their kennel master frank, bill and bubba are probably ok but they need to get out of the shadow of the previous three I mentioned, especially frank who I shall make it my mission to skullfuck at every opportunity, not sure what to make of punkape yet but I'll no doubt get there. On the plus side, ding lady p Roadkill and now yourself have proved to be decent human beings worth knowing. Nice to make your acquaintance. As for the bully clique they can get my preferred meeting place coordinates from bill if they want to know what real nastiness feels like. Hope you're all reading this cyber warriors and let me know date and time. The real world arena awaits all 3 of you. Anyway thanks again IKTC, all support appreciated.

I knew I'd met you somewhere now fuck off you little shitcunt

Decimal is the worst kind of slime and I stand by everything I said about him, Kleenex, Lara croft,and pissing in lemonade bottles. Met the type before. Oedipus complex probably. Here comes another warning.

No I haven't grassed anyone on here but I have had a warning myself, either bill or frank I think, can't remember. What does sin binned mean?

If polo ponies wasn't hyphenated would they be poloponies?

I thought you were serious so I thought we could meet and get it out the way but obviously not so shall we draw a line under it now?

What did punkape have to do with this? I must've missed something

Not really, just type Colchester General into Google and get the postcode. Next to the access road to the car park area you'll see the hospital sign

Also be handy if you did come because then you could help me post the time stamped photo of me standing opposite the empty space in the street where bill is supposed to be, we'll go for a beer afterwards. Don't worry if u can't make it I'll just email the pic to Roadkill and he can show everyone.

Of course. It would help gentrify the area

Do you really think I'm going to drive a hundred miles to attend a punch up which you wouldn't turn up for anyway? Unless u got one of your boyfriends to drive u past just to see if I was standing there like a cunt. Tell u what, if you're ever near Colchester (about halfway) let me know and I'll risk the 40 miles just to see if u turn up and I won't be bringing any imaginary friends from Peckham either. Just me. The entrance road to Colchester general hospital is ok because no cameras and an AE department 500 yards away. Ring your cousin and tell him not to call in Del Boy and Rodney because if you are a real man you'll come alone.

For fucks sake frank, I realise that this was my fault for mentioning personal shit on here but for you to say that is low. Yes you're right, my wife is dying and it hurts to watch it happen and I can't see why you would use that to get a laugh. My earlier aggression was a reaction to certain other posts and I truly regret reverting to that level. I can't believe that you really find someone's pain a good excuse for a cheap laugh. I can see nobody wants me here so I shall fuck off and concentrate on giving her as much happiness as possible with the time she has left. Give my regards to Roadkill and tell bill and Decimus that I can't be bothered with cunts like them anymore so please would they not email me with meaningless crap. I will leave you in peace now and despite what you said above I genuinely hope this never happens to you or anyone you love. Eric

Yep I was definitely thinking bent and grass

So if we did have a straightener then I would immediately be arrested anyway because you would have rung plod and reported an assault before it started you fucking grass.

Oh you rang someone? I thought it was you that was going to smash my teeth in you fucking faggot, and does that "reported" post mean you're a grass as well?

Neither and no

South Kensington. So you are gay after all

Morning decimal,I see you and your girlfriends are still hanging around in the corner of the pussy section of the playground. Finished sucking each other's cocks or have you been throwing a stick for your favourite puppy bill. I would fucking love to meet the three of you. Please genuinely find me and pay me a visit you gutless pussy and I will happily rid the world of you but then I imagine travel is impossible when you have bill and Quincy taking it in turns to hang off your cock

Don't feel bad you daft Geordie cunt. Gurt obviously hasn't experienced life at the sharp end and his last post enquiring whether you have aids was quite a funny response to my post. Didn't mean to darken the mood, I just felt strongly about it and had to say something. Like I said yesterday, I have respect for most of you( except bill, Quincy and decimal who need to stop crawling up each other's arses) and I thank you for enlightening me about your city, I respect any race of people who can give me a kicking of that magnitude! My ribs still fucking hurt from that one! The black and white striped cunts.

Let's hope none of us get cancer eh? When your other half is stage 3 and you have to spend half your life sat in a fucking hospital watching them suffer while they pump taxotere or some other poisonous form of chemo into them trust me it isn't funny. Don't mean to be a killjoy but I come on here as a distraction from thinking about it so lets just rip on poofs with AIDS or something else self inflicted.

Pen surely you have worked out that the only balls bill has are the squeaky ones thrown for him by whoever he has decided his puppy trainer is going to be today.

Be fair, better hair than Clinton