Oh dear...
Go and write a song about how no-one likes you...you utter mong. What do you think we are? Your fucking 'What's the link to Artpad' bitches? If you're going to throw a hissy fit every time someone types something you disagree with are you sure you should be allowed out in public without a pair of blinkers in case you have to break down in the streets crynig about how no-one likes you, that you stink of piss, that women cross the road when they see you and that even your beloved emo blogspot friends think you're a a fucking no-hoper...
I've kind of forgotten where I was heading with this but you are a twat and you KNOW you only come over to /talk because secretly you love men and want to go to prison so big bubba can make you his bitch and widen your arsehole for all his friends so soil your even-goatse-would-cry ringpiece.
Cock nob shit head fuckspack...
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Wed 17 Aug 2005, 12:42,
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I've kind of forgotten where I was heading with this but you are a twat and you KNOW you only come over to /talk because secretly you love men and want to go to prison so big bubba can make you his bitch and widen your arsehole for all his friends so soil your even-goatse-would-cry ringpiece.
Cock nob shit head fuckspack...