Neil

You can see the ripples.

I can't fathom out why they'd want to do it

You know the sort, wife,kids,hairy fucking hound in the background. Husband in white cotton trousers with no socks all huddled together on a long pile shaggy carpet with blurred, soft focus edges. All smiling like fucking idiots and not just one,oh no, fucking all the way up the stairs,in the bedrooms and in the kitchen, oh look,aren't we the loveliest family you know.......No you fucking ain't, you're a bunch of cunts. There's always the one of the missus trying to look sultry and inviting hanging above the bed, if it wasn't for the photographers trickery everyone can see that she's a fugly cunt with zits that you wouldn't go near in an emergency. Fuck off, you're kids are ugly cunts too.

500 of the cunts still missing off of Greece, its been a good week. Must be like looking for a bumpy oil slick.

You should have heard/seen the rehearsals, I'm more likely to be contacted by A & E than RADA.

The chef has just left, Ravioli with ricotta cheese and spinach in a sage and butter sauce followed by beef and rosemary and garlic roast potatoes followed with a panacotta and raspberry sauce. Fucking superb it was, she was a 30 year old nymphet with a bald,fugly boyfriend and I'd have gladly given her my own special sauce given half a chance. I'm just waiting for Mrs N to pass out from the copious amounts of Prosecco the fat cunt has quaffed and I'm going to have a proper hand shandy on the strength of the chefs tight arse jeans visualised in the old wank bank.

'Ere you go...... https://streamable.com/3jgvo1

At least I'm still alive

I will only donate if they pick the cunts up and drop them back in frog land

You spelt 'man' wrong

The pool has been cleaned,the acre of garden has been beautifully manicured and the sun has just set over Lago Trasimeno. Its still 28 degrees and you lot can go fuck yourselves. I have a private chef booked for Thursday to come in and prepare a 5 course meal and I may just have time to think about you poor cunts stuck in blighty faced with yet another meal eaten out of paper or cardboard and sat watching shit telly with your partners farting and snoring on your DFS (yet to be paid for) sofa.

I'm near Cortona in a villa at the end of a dirt track surrounded by wild boar and fuck all else. I've not heard or seen an English voice/cunt for days and that suits me fucking fine. Now on my second bottle of Barolo having stuffed my face with local meats and cheeses and England and all its inhabitants can go and get absolutely fucked. Ciao cunts

I'm out in Italy at the moment and they fucking love the plastic,fraudulent nonce more than the Pope. Buono notte Sylvio

Try this.....Otherness is the album,quality

He was kind thoughtful , he realised that if he crashed into a car elsewhere the already over stretched health service would have had to scramble drivers and an ambulance. He decided to save them time and fuel by sort of offering a 'roadside' service, ahhhhh bless him.

Indeed, I was at the last gig in Brum

I would gladly shoe this cunt right in his bollix.

Did they all have big lips?

I was born with fuck all and I've still got most of it left.

Fuck 'em all, where's Aids when you need it?

Oh but they were 'lovable rogues' remember....one of the pics showed the little cunt with a spliff on the go, may their innocent little souls rest in peace

Shemano Gears

As my 'ol grandad used to say "You don't get many of those to the pound"

What happened to Stimpy?