Major Cunt

Or 2 litres of spunk to accompany it in your case.

Listen up CommieCunt my observation of you having the intellect of a C64 wasn't a complement. If you take into account were now in 2019 and consider yourself to have only 64k of ram, I'm not gonna argue. I'll also always be an upper echelon cunt to you despite only being here since April/May.

Ok Jewdy I admit defeat, I know when I'm beaten, let's bury the hatchet. On second thoughts no, I'm gonna bury a claw hammer in your gammon sized head. Obviously to a septuagenarian who views the world through spunk coated bifocals, any man of 40 could be viewed as a whippersnapper. With regards to locating love tunnels I'm certainly more au fait than an arthritic closet homo, who probably last got some minge in the 1950s. I cunt on an ad hoc basis and don't spend my time in the Blue Oyster proof reading the walls of toilet cubicles, when getting my backdoor kicked in, like your back scuttling self. I'll see you next season your honour.

Funny you should say that, and at the risk of Billy accusing me of sycophancy, I concur. I've been checking in today in the hope of stumbling across a witty quip or a ferocious cunting to lift my spirits, only to find myself disappointed. I'll gladly accept an accusation of being of the boil this week, however in my defense a chest infection is the culprit. Some real substandard cunting has been on display, remember this ain't isacunt. They take the feeble, sick and stupid cunts who can't handle the pace here, and Jewdy obviously. I decree that from now on Commodore shall be known as CommieCunt and has the intellect of a C64 computer.

Murray's gonna have one hell of a shock if he decides to go down on her, I'd wager the Silverback's packing a mamba. It'll bring a whole new meaning to Murray Mount. It takes bollocks to dip one's toe in the corner with a nom before an introduction. Welcome and fuck off.

The ratio of Penlikes to Ratlikes is 589 to 1.

Get your own house in order first.

It's predictive text Pen, unlike you I actually have a life. Fuck off and kill yourself cunt.

Though sadly the sexual abuse perpetrated by you're African careers doesn't constitute a relationship.

All you need to know Jewdy is that when I spot you at the Valley next season, dressed like Alf Garnett. I'm gonna give you a swift right hander, hard enough to knock you outta you're wheelchair.

Listen up Jewdy. We're not all decrepit coffin dodgers that can fondly remember the 60's. I also don't own a mobility scooter or rely on Farm Foods delivering meals, that I then bore the Corner shitless, by substituting toad in the hole for imaginary shish kebabs. Get some new material. Coz is also completely acceptable, you pedantic, fat fucking idiot.

I've already confirmed I'll be attending as Boy George, Billy. Come on, do you're fucking research.

If I see Withers dressed as Freddie Mercury, while sniffing poppers, and following a pantomime horse, I'll know it's them.

It's a possibility Eric, though I'm thinking of going as Boy George this year, as I've also developed a smack habit, it's only fitting.

Judge as an outside bet for Elton, Eric as odds on for Liberace.

Only coz you confused them with the BNP.

Exactly the same happened to me with Geoffrey from Rainbow. I should have done a celebrity noncing accumulator, including Keith Vazz, and Dr Legg from EastEnders as an outsider.

I reckon you should pop into Ladbrokes and place a tenner on it.

It's a good job he didn't have a parachute. If that cunt landed in Queens road he'd never be seen again.

Nice one son.

He's been battling early stage glaucoma and needed to be sure before his sight goes. I'm also gonna replace cider for cheap sweet sherry (more your tipple). Stop splitting hairs and do fuck off.

I noticed you've omitted jew from the list. No need to thank me. Shalom

Looks like he ended up on the skag. Overdose at 5 to 1.

Last time I checked Surrey didn't have a coastline.

Oi Baws you cheeky cunt. That's my bird!