Frank

What's going on bend?.. I've missed you man. I've just driven a '68 Maserati Ghibli back from Verona. Wonderful.

Judas, I'm delighted to see that finally someone has the balls to put that Bill in his place. Go on.. crush him.

Whilst I sit out this indefinite sulk in northern Italy, don't think for a moment that I'm not watching that bubble sneak. I wish you were here with me Pen. Good morning x

Bill, I don't really exist here without quince and decs. I'm out.

Yesterday all your shit aimed at me was in caps, today you're highlighting everything in bold. Anyone would think that you genuinely dislike me. I'm only here to entertain, withers. In your case, this shit is keeping you alive you ungrateful old cunt.

Bill?

They'll be no further communication between us until the New Year. Bald twat.

You fucking disgust me, you slippery fucking phoney fuck. You're finished here.

I'll admit to being Punk's understudy, but I can only dream of filling Bill's shoes. A smart, witty and intelligent man with no money.

Well.. let me tell you now. Quincy fucking Cockfingers has been exposed as a hairless fucking gamer.

Wiz.. a gamer himself and watcher of movies, might not grasp the seriousness of what is going on here this evening.

Explain yourself you disgusting fucking wimp.

What's the thinking behind posting such awful shit here?

What the fuck are you doing pea-pot?

I'm sure he'll be along soon with a perfectly logical explanation. He always picked on my baldness.

I do comprehend. Withers and I have spent some time together in recent months discussing his cancer. The man's genuinely dying and doesn't need a fucking umbrella. Only a ruddy good cunting will see him through this time. Fuck off.

I've never laughed so much at my own post. I can picture you now.. calling out to poor Mrs W to 'come over here and hit this like button' whilst your already dead arms flail by your side.

As much as I despise withers and his fucking cancer, I do admire his strength of character.. albeit a wheezy French faux one. It takes the idiot 20 minutes just to hit the like button.

On the 'medium' of radio? You stupid old cunt. Idiot.

You back in the cab, Proper?

I'll challenge the idiot to a video dance off. If he's prepared to show his pasty little charmless self, I'll show you all the electric slide.

Pen, that's a beautiful looking lady in your avatar. Is it you?

You've never let me down before. Go on.

Fantastic.

Punk I can fuck over that charmless wonder without your input. Thank you all the same.