I am going nowhere chuck!
My presence is irritating to certain persons, and so I am obliged of course, by my stubborn nature to stay. and continue talking utter bollocks to be a nuisance!

I could murder a babybel. But there are none in the fridge. Life plummets when you least expect it.
(BloodthirstyTurtle can no longer smell the blood of any englishmen, Sat 30 May 2009, 23:48, archived)