Ape™️

Thanks for reinforcing my previous comment.

What are you trying to imply here? Perhaps you'll be coolered for the weekend?

No morning, that in some way involves you, can ever be described as good. Fuck off you retarded little weirdo.

Oh, OK then. I had, by coincidence, planned to take a day off work, travel 100 miles and fly helicopters at Stanstead airport today, but I'll go somewhere else instead. Have a safe flight - hope no FOD gets ingested into an engine on takeoff and you die horribly. Fuck off.

And you should fuck off - immediately.

Dispatch the twat in some way that involves either a goose or garlic. The cunt should die stereotypically.

Am I /we supposed to give a fuck? Be assured that I don't. I doubt anyone else does either. French scum.

Cunt.

Tightly by the throat?

Please tell me this isn't some tenuous attempt at humour?

Sound the predictable fucking idiot klaxon!

You're the spacker that keeps on flidding.

So, you've got a new car, or an expensive car, or a super car. Very well done - you must be very pleased with yourself. However, it's still a car, and will, therefore, fit perfectly into something called a parking space. Having a new/expensive/super car doesn't give you special permission to ignore the little white lines that most people actively try and park within, and abandon your pride and joy in the middle of two spaces. I think anyone who owns a "normal" car should actively park as close as possible to these cunts, in the hope that they might realise they are selfish, ignorant fucking wankers. Before I finish there's a couple of people I'd like to preemptively tell to fuck off: @Punkape - guaranteed to come back with some faux-affluent bollocks @Witheredscrote - guaranteed to come back with some pathetic flying model based drivel And finally there's a couple of people I'd like to just generally tell to fuck off: @'eavensabove @'eavensabove

Don't expect a reasoned or sensible response from that wanker.

If I'd said it, Eddie would have assumed I was being a pedantic cunt.

I was wondering when someone was going to mention the elephant in the room....

I've got a 1954 Morris Oxford that's been in the family from new (belonged to my granddad) and it's about as basic as you can get. If it won't start, I can usually diagnose the problem in about 5 minutes. So easy to work on.

Who? Action Man?

Have you ever tried to look under the bonnet of your Ranger Rover, only to discover that the shut lines are just imprints in the diecast body?

Remember - you don't have to post when you have nothing of worth to say. You're an utter fucking idiot.

Oh yeah, it was fucking hilarious.

Oh fuck off, you stupid little cunt.

And you're basically a stupid cunt. What's your point?

All hail Rick the merciful.

Yes, and also please address the fact he's a fucking stupid wanker.