Pretentious Cunts Who pretend To Be Rich Over The Internet

[Guest Ahriman]

You know the type.

Always bragging about their imaginary wealth online.

Endlessly bleating about some inheritance from Daddy or some five bedroom central london townhouse or other such shite over the internet from their dilapidated council flat, all the while snorting crack cocaine off of a rent boys erect penis while simultaneously wiping away the three day old remnants of a king sized pot noodle off the front of their crusty old wife-beater vest.

 

[cuntspotter]

You know the type.
Always bragging about their imaginary wealth online.
Endlessly bleating about some inheritance from Daddy or some five bedroom central london townhouse or other such shite over the internet from their dilapidated council flat, all the while snorting crack cocaine off of a rent boys erect penis while simultaneously wiping away the three day old remnants of a king sized pot noodle off the front of their crusty old wife-beater vest.

Hey, a guy has to have a hobby.

[Decimus]

Lol

I don't know what you're laughing at, your fake inheritance isn't that funny. Although your delusions of grandeur are.

[Guest Lady Penelope]

I make millions every day from my imaginary online business.

[Guest Lady Penelope]

I don't know what you're laughing at, your fake inheritance isn't that funny. Although your delusions of grandeur are.

It is very funny and ironical .. why live in a shithole like London when you could live in a six bedroom house in its own grounds in Tarporley or Audlem for less that the price of a two bed ex council flat in Peckham.

[Guest Lady Penelope]

You could also live in a 16 bedroom mansion with 200 acres of land and ride with the hounds in the Rhonda or The Potteries for half the price of a one bed flat in Putney.

[Guest Ahriman]

You've been round to londonm's place then.

He demanded that I address him as Lord Londonm at all times.

At one point he had me dress up like a Victorian chimney sweep and screamed at me to "Clean my filthy rear hearth like the dirty little pleb you are."

The fucking cheapskate didn't even tip and tried to pay me in monopoly money.

[Guest]

He demanded that I address him as Lord Londonm at all times.

At one point he had me dress up like a Victorian chimney sweep and screamed at me to "Clean my filthy rear hearth like the dirty little pleb you are."

The fucking cheapskate didn't even tip and tried to pay me in monopoly money.

 

it still grates on him that his golf club have a secret quota of jews
 

[Guest judgetwi]

Well fuck me there's been enough of these fucking saddos on this site. There's Frank, the international playboy, restaurant and boat owner. Then there's The Jizzmonster and The Londonmoron who "run my own business from home." If i had a fiver for every cunt on here who "runs my own business from home" i would be.........er........well, probably running my own business from home. If i had another fiver for every cunt on here who shags a different bird every other day or chins blokes on the street on the alternate days then i would be sticking my fingers up at Frank as my motor cruiser left his little dinghy in its wake. By the way, have i mentioned my huge fucking cock by any chance?

[Guest KuntaCunty]

Well fuck me there's been enough of these fucking saddos on this site. There's Frank, the international playboy, restaurant and boat owner. Then there's The Jizzmonster and The Londonmoron who "run my own business from home." If i had a fiver for every cunt on here who "runs my own business from home" i would be.........er........well, probably running my own business from home. If i had another fiver for every cunt on here who shags a different bird every other day or chins blokes on the street on the alternate days then i would be sticking my fingers up at Frank as my motor cruiser left his little dinghy in its wake. By the way, have i mentioned my huge fucking cock by any chance?

 

Hi Judge!