Hahah no because arm wrestling when down the pub is for spastics who need to prove their masculinity because they've got tiny tiny cocks.
I already told you this last night!
You felt the need to try and arm wrestle me because you felt threatened by me. I don't feel threatened by anyone so don't need to as I'm fucking cool and don't try and woo girls with kababs ;)
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Donkey Gums @mattcomedy, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 9:46,
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;P
EDIT: You want to sit on my lap?!? eeeeeeeerrrgggh
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Donkey Gums @mattcomedy, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 9:51,
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Bah, I'd have sat in your lap instead of perching on the chair arm
only I thought you'd break as your mum didn't see fit to provide you with manly muscles and bones when she shit you out.
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fuck shit up the best you never had, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 9:54,
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You were just implementing your mum's house rules that's all, I understand.
Rule 1: NO SPASTICS ON THE FABRIC
Rule 2: NO CUNT GUSHING ON THE NICE BOYS
Rule 3: NO LIFTING AND BITING BARRELS IN THE GARDEN WHEN WE HAVE GUESTS
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Donkey Gums @mattcomedy, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 9:59,
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Must stop laughing at cuntgushing
I'm a respectable laydee doncha know. Oh wait...
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fuck shit up the best you never had, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 10:00,
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Cant, I have an interview to screw up now.
I'll be back in the garden later, manacled to the barrels. Promise
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fuck shit up the best you never had, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 10:03,
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Okie dokey then.
Just remember to not bonk the phone on your head to answer questions morse code style and try and answer with your head mouth.
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Donkey Gums @mattcomedy, Mon 1 Jun 2009, 10:06,
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