Rev
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What a dull, insipid mutton-chopped cunt this wanker was. If I'd seen this leather glove-clad, with his rings on the outside bastard wanting to offer me advice while crossing the road, I'd have rung that arsehole Alan Yentob and applied for fisting compensation. What kind of cunt bags Liza Goddard, then lets her escape? Be smart...be safe...Fuck off. Drop dead, Stardust...oh, hang on.
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You're right. When I tear up the fucking road in my comfortable and warm 3.5 litre 4WD, cunts just better get out of my fucking way. I'm bigger, faster, younger and better looking than most. And I have a huge cock. Bastards.
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Exactly, jiggs. Life's too fucking short for cunts to display gushing sentimentality, when we have on offer such wonders as hammer-drills, diesel space heaters, fire-arms and bondage-wear.
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Bronski's come off the doughnuts and made a couple of videos to woo the ladies. http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=y8Ii5l23QXM http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=MM0XHJS3GgM
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Gram Parsons was a cunt.
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We've got a case of wine getting delivered to Coitus Heights today. You know you're turning into an old cunt when the booze comes by courier. Deedum, fuck 'em..no sense in pondering over it, people choose their own paths. If it conflicts with the way you would have it, you don't need it. Drop him. However, most of us Glaswegians have a certain exuberance that isn't everyone's cup of pish. It's the Buckfast in our blood.
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I always fucking knew football was for homosexualists. That cunt behind the gibbon in the ill-fitting brown suit is about to hold onto the primate's ears and give him a damn good rogering right up his festering and doubtlessly flabby dung hatch. Hardly any justification needed at all, really, they're all screaming fucking benders. And cunts.
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This fucking Munchkin-voiced bastard needs a good fucking kicking, his face re-assembled with a diesel rotovator, then set on fire. Didn't he once claim to be Richard Burton's god-son? The best thing about him is that he's fat, forgotten and will probably die prematurely. Total cunt.
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Make no mistake, Decimus; jugs is a special Olympic cunt alright. -
I experimented with madras paste, fucking lentils, onion, garlic, some left over Quorn and made my own Naans last night. Smelt lovely, tasted like fucking lava. I ended up eating crisps and chocolate digestives. I am still awaiting the bastard inferno to rocket out of my arse.
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There's a picture of me as a young cunt online somewhere, along with a couple of other unsavoury looking bastards. If I was a woman right now looking at it, I'd fuck me. Bushy sideburns, medallion, poncey footwear? Judge, are you John McCririck?
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Bronski...climb off your step-mum and sing us a song.
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But..but, it was a present and fits me snugly.
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You're right, jizzley. No rush though, surely. I'd be quite happy to watch him scream himself unconscious, as the searing heat consumed him bit by bit.
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Wouldn't it be easier (and probably more entertaining) just to nail him to the floor-boards and set him alight?
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Recife - does anyone know if there is a lot of ‘cuntbreed’ types there?
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Didn't this cunt OD on jacket spuds?
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Recife - does anyone know if there is a lot of ‘cuntbreed’ types there?
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Young cunts today, eh, grumpers. They have no respect for us elder statesmen of the Corner. Fucking bastards.
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Handy cunt tip #1 - Don't eat Greek salad midweek. I've been farting chunks of Halloumi, sun-ripened tomatoes and pumpkin seeds like a fucking Sekiden gun all morning.
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Cheers, Dukes. In the end, it was like curling out a freshly irradiated ingot of fucking Polonium. My poor fucking arse felt like the Bakerloo Line during rush-hour.
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I think you've got them in the bag, Bronski. You might want to wear some decorative nipple-tassels to attract the MILFs..just a thought.
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Sounds to me like she's deceived you. It was probably her twin brother's refrigerated semen. Was his name Keith, by any chance?
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Condoms work just as well, or even asking her to give her yeast-cake a good scrub up pre-shag. Marmite's a cunt.
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Surely he's just having a plushie rub-off night with his fucking fedora homo buddies..either that, or his step-mum's taken the night off working the town's red-light district and is helping him braid his arse-hairs, to match the malodorous dreadlocks he's got dangling from his shrivelled clackerbag.
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In response to grumpers' lumpy farts. Yesterday, after a turd that resembled a badly made banoffee fritter, I thundered out a post-natal fart in the bath and around six or seven sweetcorn kernels assembled around the spot where the bubbles burst. Needless to say, I saved them for re-cycling.
