Decimus

Bill's my squire; Bill's my friend.

Here me now, oh thou bleak and unbearable world; thou art base and debauched as can be.

Eddie! Thank fuck. Take a look at this:

Who the fuck are you?

Stubby has got an unbelievably high opinion of himself, so I doubt he will be willing to accept his place amongst the banal. Can you remember when he claimed to have authored numerous scientific papers?

Stubby, as for any sophisticated Byzantine plotting that you believe yourself to be party to, I hate to burst your bubble, but the only things you know are what I want you to know. I'm completely aware that I can PM something and it will go straight to who I have intended it to, which saves me having to strike the first blow. I'm far too clever for you, and anything genuinely machievillian is only discussed with my closest confidante via PM, and I assure you that you have absolutely no idea who they are. Forget and E and W, we've got plans for you, Stubby, big plans. Idiot.

I'm sure that if he was white, the OP wouldn't have even considered nominating this. When Neil Ruddock inevitably gets his twin lightning bolt and swastika tattoos, I doubt that Stubby will be making a similar racket about it on here at 1 o'clock in the morning. Pecker, you're a fucking disgrace.

I hardly think that Mrs.R wishes to spend the evening eating egg papardelle with you, Frank. I imagine that the experience would be rather sullied by her picturing your hairless, humpty-fucking-dumpty type head splitting its contents over a bowl of durum wheat flour.

Upon the coming of a mass extinction event, only the most simple of single celled organisms will survive. By that token, Snatch's brain will be there to see in the next epoch, living some sort of disembodied, Krang like existence.

Triggled.

I'm washing my wig.

I took my dog to the dole office today to make a claim and they told me he wasn't eligible. "What do you mean?", I said, " He's brown, fucking stinks and doesn't speak a word of English ". He's getting a payment on Monday.

It doesn't take much to be labelled a fanny-hating patriarch in Roops' book, Trumpy. I'd watch your lip though, if I were you. Now that her better half has used his male intuition and located you on her radar, you are set to face numerous difficulties. I'd recommend some sort of facial armour for when the jungle -like foliage of her growler becomes possessed Jumanji style and tries to ring your fucking neck.

Triggled.

He's made you look a right fucking cunt. What do you intend to do about it, apart from pointing out the fucking obvious?

It appears that you've got the measure of the cunt, WVM, and I owe you a like. In between anally mounting stalagmites and practising a fourth rate science, Stubby the Geo-spazz can more often than not be found ambling around the grounds of his sheltered housing estate, thrashing about on a Fisher Price tricycle and fingering his own arsehole.

@William T.D. Stickers turn on your PM functionality, I'm calling a snap AGM of the clique and there's important plans to discuss.

God save Ireland.

9. Truly you are the toppest of dogs.

I received a warning point from RickB for calling Stubby a "ponce" last year. I'm glad he's dead.

Have you been possessed by Mike fucking D?

I have to say, despite quite literally turning my fucking stomach, your weekend antics will be forever enshrined in corner history until the day that GCHQ inevitably catches up with you and shuts the site down. The dog days are over.

Jazz is logged on. @'eavensabove show yourself.

To be honest, the Gloucester bit put me off.