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In May 2010, 12 years ago, bitcoin were worth less than 1 US cent each. Until March of that year they were considered worthless. Fender must have bankrupted himself by stretching to buy 10 of them.

Worth about 60% more than that 6 months ago, 7s. You've got to feel sorry for the bloke that bought two pizzas for 10,000 bitcoins 12 years ago. At peak price last year that's just $324M per pizza. I hope he got extra pepperoni.

I like you RK, but I'm ashamed to admit I now want you dead. Lady P has slipped you a poison pill. For the love of God, please kill yourself. I promise I'll send flowers for when you're kicked into a hole in the ground.

@Roadkill can you do some research on heavy construction / demolition machinery with cruise control? When you find something suitably heavy with cruise control, set it to 1mph, jump out of the cab, run in front, lay down and get yourself squashed to a red pancake. I bear you no ill will whatsoever, but on the basis of this comment ^, it's a scarifice that will benefit all inhabitants of the corner and you'll be memorialised as a God. You know it makes sense.

I do wonder why my green energy only electricity tariff has gone up c.50% in price when it's not linked to global oil and gas prices... We're all getting royally fucked in the arse.

Pigs in Space! University of Sheffield. Ffs. Pffft.

Yeah, he peaked years ago. I'll get my coat.

No wonder that the hierarchy of a religion that excuses and protects a myriad of paedophiles would be against contraception and the continued output of unwanted, vulnerable children, many of which could get dumped in their orphanages... Death to all Catholics.

I'd love to see the whole country burnt to the ground, with all the cardinals and the paedo in chief caught in the inferno. I've probably more chance of winning the Euromillions jackpot, despite never buying a ticket, but I live in hope. Bloody Catholics, filling the bloody world up with bloody people they can't afford to bloody feed.

Good call, because we all know what he's going to do with that truncheon whilst having a crisis in his y-fronts.

He's preparing for all those duskies armed with machetes that Ireland are being forced to import by the EU. Not sure if he's going to be running away or running towards whilst unbuttoning his trousers though.

For some reason, I don't know why, but suspect the victim might have been a black Labrador, not a yellow. The blacks are less fussy.

I'm not saying that I'm exceptionally fussy when I'm in desperate need of emptying my sack, but it would require some duct take and lollipop sticks for me to be able to service that, and we're talking the woman, not the dog, here. Dogs, and anything non human are beyond verboten. I thought doormen were swimming in easy pussy. Do you have furry nights at your club?

Suffolk? More like Sickfuck. Does Jazz still live in Suffolk? Let's hope the victim wasn't a Weimaraner.

Lime green mankini (with untrimmed protuberance) and a daffodil in the arsehole.

How many, average body mass, King Street prostitutes can you fit in the boot?

Good call. It's painful trying to make sense of that. It didn't start well with 'A issue'.

I've no objection at all against voluntary euthanasia, with necessary caveats. That's a whole different conversation though. For scumbags like this, I'd rather keep them alive and make them suffer until their every waking moment is consumed by the desire that they were already dead. Then, hopefully, they'll take a paracetamol overdose and suffer slow and painful organ failure.

Perhaps the solution for people like this is to reinstall village stocks. Minimum 4 people at a time at the throwing line, so that if someone wants to go to the effort of wrapping stones in orange skins it's difficult to assign blame when a 4oz round gets them in the temple. Dog shit should also be permitted as it would encourage irresponsible owners to pick up. @cunt might also find a whole new market for his prize specimens.

Not sure I'm fully on board with euthanasia (although there are exceptions), but I would make the fuckers work their fingers to the bone to receive benefits. Even mentally deficient idiots could make half the substandard crap this country imports from China. Make the fuckers work for £2 an hour and see how fast they find a job...

I guess the pertinent question here is, define 'normal life'? For hundreds of thousands of members of the underclass, 'normal' is sitting on their ample arses all day, streaming shite like Love Island and Jeremy Kyle, filling their faces full of Walker's products, waiting for benefits day so they can go to the corner shop to spend 30 quid on scratch cards and beating the crap out of their kids if they make a noise whilst EastEnders is on their 85" TV. This, unfortunately, is all generously paid for by British taxpayers that actually have some pride. So, for certain parts of the country, I'd say, regretably, her life is likely to be entirely normal. Sometimes I fucking despair and I lay the blame wholly at the feet of The Labour Party.

Maybe big hands are beneficial in some way? For instance, when beating the crap out of one's defenceless child.

To minimise the risk of reoffending, enforced sterilisation is merited in this case, preferably using a fence post and 10lb sledge hammer.

Sounds a bit gay, Drew. How many times were you arse raped and did anyone manage to touch the sides?