Oh yeah, Hic!tor... your parallel universe stalker, to my Albert. They both seem to turn up periodically and launch a futile fucking attack, which, lets face it, isn't going to end well for either of them.
Stubby. I think the world of you and appreciate your sometimes savage and incisive brand of humour. But I haven't got a fucking clue what the fuck this is about.
I'm fairly certain that Dave out of Chas & Dave will continue performing as 'Dave out of Chas & Dave'.
It's what Chas, out of Chas & Dave would have wanted.
I just looked this up and you can get an Indian one with bhajis, samosas, tikka chicken, rice and Bombay spuds.
I'm all over that shit like a Pakistani cabbie at a school netball game.
Is this the haul of a vagrant, fresh from a foraging sortie in the bins of some awful kebab shop?
You're supposed to goad them into fighting for a bottle of Buckfast and video it, not post pictures of their dinner.
I read somewhere that 'Ping and Pong' were also possibilities. The Top Gear destroying cunt should be disappeared simply for existing, but this adds weight to all arguments supporting his demise.
You would have thought the celebrity breeders would have learned from the Geldof's, all those kids were given fucking stupid names and now the resultant spastics are falling over each other to fatally overdose.