Dyslexic cnut

Alone. Say a lot less.

I believe you’re starring in ‘A-lad-in’ this Xmas, you dirty old quaint.

Don’t humour this retarded little fuckwit, Gypps. He’s really not worth it.

Hair dye ffs! Cunt will drink owt.

Meths, White Lightening and a natural imbecilic nature is no respecter of time, E.

Dickhead.

You know his M.O. wait for a lull in activity, bombard the place with utter shite and then play ‘like swap’ with the usual fucking spastics. Hey presto…he’s, erm…relevant.

Can you imagine, Gypps, just how many young families, out for a Sunday stroll on the Row, ushered their children to the other side of the road to avoid getting close to a bedraggled elderly man in a manky beanie, looking like he’s just staggered out of a charity shop, taking pictures of shop mannequins whilst touching himself? A wrong ‘un and no mistake.

It would be nice if he had one on his fucking mouth. He’s had his filthy digits on many a fly-zip in his time. Probably.

Could you be more of a cartoon of yourself? Looking at the shape you’re in, I’ll sleep soundly tonight. Dope.

Knock it off, Frank you daft twat.

Lonsdale trainers? Well fuck my old army boots.

Not to mention the LB…3/4 of which resembles a sex offenders list.

I can’t see any of Pen’s posts, Raaso. Has he put his own recipe for Bollocknaise sauce up yet? Lol.

The cunt looks like he’s tied two Weetabix to his feet. Anyway, @Frank would you too be seen dead wearing a Speedmaster with a cheap aftermarket strap? What the fuck is this?