cuntspotter

I have bought a couple of gems over the last year or so. A Jazz Master. And a mid seventies antoria jazz star I've added bigsbyb, master volume , humbuckers and coil tap to it. Nice axe.

Try me out , Rev. Did you ever put that telecaster pick up in , that I posted to you?

I am. In fact, Peregrine and I am an alcoholic. I live with the Memsahib (a treasure beyond price) at spotter towers. Which is remarkable and extraordinary!

Cunts! Utter cunts of the first water. I am fucking sick of it. It seems to be some kind of affliction that has leaked put of academia. I remember a few lecturers in my old department some years ago, limp cunts all of 'em who used to do this. They also were the type to put parentheses is the air as they were talking. What a bunch of witless pseuds.

Good old Keith, it's great to see Lad enjoying himself.

What a bunch of twats.

Good to see you, KC.

The bastards are everywhere...... Perhaps I should try a shower?

Well observed, judge...the lisp is a bit of a give away.

I'm glad that it's Frank who is batting for the other team and not Lennox. Imagine calling Mr Lewis a puff!

It's lies, I tell you.... All fucking lies!

It's a load of bollocks... Unless you're Frank Maloney.

Masturbation..... With suspenders..... Or without? That is the real question.... If you're Frank Maloney.

I'd have sold 'em to you Jax..... Lads, eh?

I imagine him older. This chap of whom you speak..... Isn't he a post op Transexual from Bury?

Sex....sex.... Isn't this something that people from the Home Counties have their coal delivered in?

I find an hour of furiously dancing the Charleston , daily, keeps my knees perpetually on the brink of disintegration.

Fore!