The fucking bell-end can't even read the date.
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:02, archived)
Mine runs out on 06/09. I have a hotel booked in That London for the beginning of the month.
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:04, archived)
Swore my replacement would be here by the end of this week.
Cunts.
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:07, archived)
wow you should like totally come and see me, and we could have a cup of tea in the ritz and that
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:07, archived)
I've already spent an arm and a leg getting a hotel Up West. I'm taking sarnies and a flask.
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:08, archived)
not on a deck chair tho, they charge for those
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:10, archived)
The Sean Tully in him is probably moist at the thought.
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:10, archived)
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:12, archived)
I don't want to meet you. I fear the unfamiliar and I will actually be trying to get bollocksed so I can sleep through Mama Mia while the missus enjoys herself.
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:12, archived)
i've been planning all this since he first mentioned he was coming to london in this thread, the time i've wasted :((((
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:15, archived)
he smells of piss anyway. the lengths i go to, to avoid the old cunt when i'm passing through yorkshire. tiring it is.
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:17, archived)
Along with the deafening hum of flies screaming for mercy as they tried to escape your cavernous clunge.
(, Sat 9 May 2009, 11:25, archived)