Bubba C

Ding?

It’s probably autocorrected from “flesh light “, which it carries around if it’s gigantic, swinging hairy cock and balls need some relief. Good evening, Oggy.

You may be the only cunt who truly knows me, Eric. What do you think about that?

Wiz?

Oh dear. Do you think that the reason the young bucks keep getting promoted above you is that you’re just simply shit at everything?

Have you ever thought of doing the decent thing and just fucking off, you utter, fucking, stupid, fucking pointless, fucking mong. Die.

To quote a well known phrase, “would you like to suck my dick?”

Is he a shirter? He looks proper suspect.

Sorry.

2 fat, hairy-chested disgusting specimens of humanity together in matrimony, sheer poetry.

I think I already know the answer; but do you have absolutely no shame?

Fuck the flowers, she’d probably get down on her knees for all the Esso Tiger tokens found under the seat of a car.

I’d have thought the key to your back door would involve a splash of Hai Karate and a full English. Lol.

So you’ve met my dear mother then? You forgot the pound-shaped token thing for shopping trolleys. Which cost them £3 to buy.

You know the cunts, a set of keys with enough shit jangling on it to rival a prison warden. Their shitty homes, filled to the fucking brim with souvenirs from their package holiday, sold to them by “a local” who’s simply peddling made in Taiwan bullshit to anyone gullible enough to stop. The final fucking straw, is the weird cunt who keeps currency from their travels. And I’m not talking about the many millions that most of CC’s members have stuffed under their mattresses, but the people who hold on to a few Turkish Lira as it reminds them of their exotic holiday. Fuck right off.