Wolfie

More than a whiff of bullshit here. Firstly, you reminisce a distant memory of the tramp: 'I saw one once outside Ladbrokes', yet, later in your post, you claim to know him in the present tense: 'Right nasty cunt he is too'. Have you considered doing me a favour and sticking your fingers into the same roulette machine's live sockets? Berk.

Did this prevent her from rimming you later?

The ineffectual old bag looks like a newborn calf trying to get up. https://www.belfasttelegraph.co.uk/video-news/theresa-mays-awkward-curtsy-to-prince-william-37196843.html

Shut up you idiot.

Phew! At least you've joined in. Things were in danger of getting boring.

In keeping with the theme of people called Whale, I wonder what Neil's up to on this blazing afternoon? Norfolk Hick Gazette, 06 August: 'Underwear Theft From Washing Lines Soars To Record High'.

I take it that's a no, then?

Has the thermometer-mindful hot weather prompted you to find new ways to keep your Morrisons Savers cider cold?

As much as 57%, eh? Oh Roops. EU this, Brexit that. It's hot outside. It's going to get hotter. Would you like to sink some ice-cold beer with me over a freshly home-cooked dinner in my south-facing garden? We can passionately debate the simple yet more enjoyable things in life, such as books, films, sleeping, cars, sport, food, Pansy et al. All this, following a gentle dog-walk along one of many beautiful local beaches. There's a (sophisticated) pub within walking distance, too, so why not tell your husband you'll be going away on business for a couple of days? I'm sure you'll be brilliant at it. I'll pick you up from a secret Llanduno location in my RS5, if you like.

Pansy's right, Sean, but only when he's not logged on.

While he may be new, during my time, I can't recall anyone making three consecutive posts at the start of a self-created nom. I pray he's raped by Pen, drunk on Special Brew and armed a bottle of poppers.

Ah, I see Captain Scat's returned.

Ditto.

Then I suggest you ditch your latest black boyfriend.

You're only jealous of your ex-pal because Crocs doesn't produce footwear that'll accommodate the sheer size of your Sasquatch hoofs. What a shame, for you. Just think of the ease with which you could wipe off the 3am wine and tears.

'You're'.

Let me get this straight. You've obviously invented a late night, drink-induced story about abruptly ending a long-term friendship because you didn't like the shoes your friend was wearing, yes? Less surprising is just how much of a halfwit you've been making yourself look in recent months, second only to a certain Brexit-obsessed fuckwit.

Simply Bled.

Were you a motivational coach?

sean5302?

Roops indeed. Front row, fourth from right.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Can you honestly believe that with all the things to be achieved in the coming years to help prevent Islamic-borne terrorism, the powers that be keep on deciding Tommy Robinson is the more important issue? Despite his own government trying to silence him by creating the most ridiculous, jumped-up charges and non-criminal offences in the hope he’ll back down, the guy keeps on coming back. In this recent episode, Robinson wasn't told what specific parts of his activity at the court had been potentially prejudicial to a jury – meaning nobody to this day knows exactly what he did wrong. I didn't used to, but I quite like Tommy. In a country where young and easily influenced people are being taught by our government to accept foreign cultures at the expense of their own, under the pretense that if they don’t they'll be branded 'racist', he stands up for his beliefs – unlike millions of cowardly cunts who say much but do nothing. As Churchill said: 'The fascists of the future will be the anti-fascists.' Sadly Robinson's image of an EDL thug is a hard one to shake off – and you can bet it didn’t come about from nothing. He makes a good deal of sense and he speaks well in public, but his history will never leave him, as will the oafs he generally keeps company with.

Roops is right, Sean. She's the authority when it comes to image censorship. Can you possibly imagine a site member uploading a photo of a tampon dangling from their minge slipping through her net? None is better qualified to pass judgement on sanitizing chancy photos.