Ape™️

He has the ways of a spacker about him. Burn the spacker! Burn the spacker!

Rick has grown a pair and deleted some apparently racist "rubbish" from one of my earlier responses to you, Withers. As a Frenchman, were you offended by the comments I made, or would you say it's all part of the game?

Fuck off Rick, you precious little twat.

Are you still an alcoholic? it's time you changed your user name back to Jazz, so I can properly focus my contempt for you.

It's coming - I can feel the meltdown brewing. Jazz is gonna blow! Again! All we have to do now is mention his kid!

Ding, ding, ding, if you wish to convey an opinion to me on my nom, please don't use your trademark multi quote nonsense.

Fuck off.

Yes, you certainly do.

And this is your idea of comedy?

Fuck off Jazz, you stupid cunt.

You really are out of your mind, aren't you ratters? Properly out of your fucking mind.

Don't you be disrespecting Farage - you'll have our resident racist thick cunt-fuck, IKTC, on your like a ton of shit.

I'd normally do wedges rather than chips as you suggest, but I was after a quick fix tonight. Won't be doing that again.

You should consider a trip to Switzerland.

I decided tonight to cook steak and chips for me and the Mrs, as the kids were out for the night at friends. Anyway, I purchased the ingredients from my local Supermarket (yes Punky, you stupid little fucking wanker, it was Tesco. Happy now, you utter twat?) and this included some nice chunky chips. The bag looked big enough to feed six adults, but once I'd opened it and examined the contents, it became apparent that the fuck-cunt manufacturers had made up the total weight by adding loads of shrapnel which, if cooked for the prescribed time, would have ended up like carbon 14. Once I'd cherry picked the decent chips out of the bag, there were enough to feed three adults, and the rest went in the bin. Utter cunts, and it happens everywhere - even in Booths Punkape, you faux-rich piece of fucking shit. I'm also going to add a cursory "fuck off Withers, you utter cunt" and a "silence, cretin" for IKTC, in anticipation of some typically moronic comments from the pair of idiots.

Oh great, the other other moron's arrived.

You need to try and up your game Withers. This is fucking pathetic.

No excuse for shitting in a swimming pool. Pissing, on the other hand......

I see you're feeling like a big, brave boy, now that some of the real big boys are banged up. Being called a filthy, antisocial (all one word) cunt, by a pseudo-French turd like you, is frankly laughable. The only running you've ever done is running away from the big boys, and shitting in your pants in the process. Deleted Now, fuck off.

Without quickly researching who this twat is, I'd have just assumed he was an Americunt. That's the biggest insult you can give anyone. Period.

Silence, idiot.

Shut up, you mindless fucking idiot.

Well, we all know where Quincy prefers to shit, don't we?

So, off out for a mid week run I go, and after a good start, the feeling begins. A tightness in the stomach and a pressure in the arse, pulsing on every foot fall. The continual pounding action gradually pile driving a large quantity of turd towards the exit, compacting it to almost black hole density. 4 miles from home now and this turd wants out. I stop running, hoping that walking will reduce the back pressure, but no, it's reached critical mass and must come out. I'm in a residential area and there is no place to find cover, and now the turtles head is peeking out, and I'm really getting close to shitting myself. It's dark thankfully, so when a large fir tree appears in view, albeit in some poor cunts front garden, I dart in behind it and release about 4 pounds of steaming turd in literally seconds. I have to use grass to wipe my arse, which was far from ideal. I felt bad for the poor cunt whose garden I shat in, but I had no choice. I walked home.

How utterly ghastly. Do you wake up screaming?