Decimus

Fuck right off.

So this tiny corner of the internet is now home to yet another captain of industry. In residence we have got a multi-million pound property developer, a doctor, an ex-director of engineering at VW and a writer of scientific papers. If only it wasnt all complete bullshit, we could enter a team on Eggheads.

As someone who considers all the above to be boring as fuck, let me be the first one to tell you that there is no difference between your rambling shite and the famous post from Scabies giving his verdict on the Rav4. Both examples are a load of fucking rubbish that makes absolutely no sense to anyone other than the OPs. Bearing all that in mind, shut the fuck up.

Middlesbrough is the Venice of the north, as in it stinks of shit. Anyway, I don't like seeing northern-on-northern abuse, your kind should stick together.

Drunken, fat queer cunt.

Do you want to suck my dick, Monumental cunt?

I have to agree. Su Pollard glasses as a centre piece, a fibre glass faux fire place, and a low backed sofa from DFS in unoriginal and highly common grey. All the interior designing nous of a fucking maggot.

You were talking self-indulgent shit yet again. Your endless tramping about around Romance Europe doesn't interest anyone anymore. Either change your act or indulge my contrived shit.

Frank, on weekends when I've had a couple, I often download popular dating app "Plenty of Fish". After a few glasses of prosecco and aperol, I copied and pasted the following to twenty different assorted chubby women: "I've told Charles and Eddie they don't need to keep asking. You really are the most beautiful girl in the world." Not only did I subsequently realise that the song was actually by Prince, I also didn't read the small print that the app recognises repeating messages as spam. My messaging function has been taken away, and I'm now trying my best to coax an erection whilst looking at Mrs. D's dimpled fat arse.

You know me, I don't like to get involved in any nastiness. All I'll say is look at Wizzo's parking nom.

All that matters is that after a week on a fictional Greek island I'm back in my rightful place.

Poor old, Baws, first Wizz now et tu Eavens?

In Big fat Al's defence, it makes a change from them fucking children.

If he wanted to get fucked by a whole myriad of aviation workers he just needs to book a flight with Ryanair.

It's a scary enough thought imagining him involved in consensual sexual acts, let alone forcing his five chins down onto some she-Jocks sporran whilst screaming "FREEEEEEDOMMMM".

Also, I doubt there's a chinaman on the planet who could pronounce his faith if he was indeed a "catholic".

He's not a savage. He at least buys them a steak dinner and a bottle of liebfraumilch before commencing grinding.

And I should know. My father-in-law is the premier Panda penis grinder in Norfolk.

https://www.mirror.co.uk/news/world-news/couple-desperate-baby-told-theyve-13130682 Aside from boiling dogs alive and eating anything with a pulse, the one thing you'd think that the chinks were good at would be filling the world with more mini-Maos to feed. Not the particular couple in the featured article above. After trying to conceive for four years, they went to a doctor to no doubt ask for some powdered Panda penis to rub on their genitals to help them out with their problem. However, after a cursory examination of the slits slit, it turned out that she was still a virgin. Apparently, she was getting pounded in the arsehole for four years and didn't realise. The husband has also claimed ignorance, although I'm dubious and suspect that he couldn't believe his luck that he was regularly allowed to spunk in her shit pipe with no questions asked.

I've emailed him and so far have only received his out of office reply: "Quincy is currently in HMP Barlinnie for crimes of a sexually deviant nature, and will not be back in the office until 3/09/2036.".

"Browns", cars, and the worst attempt to spell misogynism that you have and ever will ever see.

Who cares. Quincy's back.

Whilst I have absolutely no problem in believing that you're an agricultural labourer, I'm more than a little bit dubious that you know your left from right. I won't be losing any sleep

Potentially the beginnings of the most flaccid CC feud in history? I can't even begin to imagine who would have my support. Drew, you have home advantage, but I've always found your Pudsey bear antics highly suspicious. Stubby, no one can deny that you are thick as fucking pig shit, but you do possess a certain charm. My final verdict is that you should both delete your profiles and fuck off and never return.

I'd quite like to see Stubby strung up by his ponytail from a top floor balcony of a high rise tower block. I hope I'm right in assuming that he'd automatically get the shit kicked out of him for having long hair and a penchant for butterflys?