Frank

It's the top of the hour, Eric. Gypo's on and ready for some of your creepy. Go on, bby.

Stubs, you and I get along just fine.. we're mates. Tell me, has Wizardsleeve ever once made you laugh? Take your time while I go and compare his like to post ratio against Eric fucking Cuntman's.

That was cruel and it has obviously stayed with you. I apologise but I have to be honest, Wiz.. you have never once made me laugh. Not once. Never. Look at coots Ape and Alf.. similar to those two old bastard Spitting Image puppets that sat up in a theatre box. Not funny but sometimes they'd make your lip curl. You've never made my lip curl, and no one likes you.

He'll sleep on that tonight, wake up in the morning and with any sense, call it a day. Tell me all about the yellow tie business.

Got a little 4-step trick for you, Wiz... 1. Tell pussy Stubby Pecker that you know where the cretin lives. 2. Remain silent for at least ten days, get on with your life and don't post a single word. Keep low. 3. Sit back and watch the imbecile's thinly disguised anxiety levels blow sky high. 4. Kill yourself.

No worries, Alf.. you stupid old bastard. Only quit when you find yourself pulling fellow members up on a typo.

You will pay for this.

Bubble I hadn't really noticed before, but you appear to be semi-literate. Your writing style always seems tired and strained, with set pieces plagiarised from stronger posters. I think you are rubbish in every respect. And an idiot.

Think about what you did there, bubble.. you vacuous dope.

You're all over the place with this bollocks, bubble. Speak properly or fuck off out of it.

Stop thinking and typing shit, Alf.. we're mates, aren't we? Shit.

That is something, yes. What are your thoughts on this Skinback fellow? I like him.

Regardless of one's achievements, I don't think anyone can ever consider themselves 'successful' as a tenant.

Pen is a card played from my second deck. What I find extraordinary, is you playing yourself here, Eric. Tragic fucking cunt.

You will dance with me. Remember, I know exactly where you are.

I could just pop in for a dance. You'll like me, stubby.

It's quite something when the site's second thickest member puts you in your place. Let's see if Alfie gives it a go.

I'll give you three days before I've fucked you off the site again.. you simple cul-de-sac-brained piece of shit.

You've stumped me, jazz.. you're gonna have spell it out. Two-wheelied gimp.

Yes I was. He's learnt his lesson.

Eric, you redundant fucking loser, it goes without saying that Frank hates you with a passion. As far as I'm concerned, I think you're alright.. you make me smile from time to time. However, from a woman's perspective, you're just a little bit too creepy. Your wee nightly chats with that rancid-fannied Camberwell thicko turn my stomach.

Elaborate, stubby.. you dopey little suburbanite. What would you do?

Forget this shit.. no one cares. Do something with your life, boy.

Proper, you two-bob chancer. This might resemble the goading of a half-wit, but I'm telling you now.. I won't have my mother, double-dead or alive, spoken about in such a way.

This is desperate. Do some work, you fucking loafer.