I shan't joke today. I appreciate it must be pretty tough having an investigator of the calibre of Twatward on your case, whenever he can be bothered to drag his benefits subsidised, somewhat "ageing" physique out of bed of a mid afternoon. :-P :-P :-D
I bet that gun isn't the only thing that fires blanks.The cunt that he is.
You know what, Rab, I bet you are absolutely fucking right! :-P :-D
Thanks for that, CS, I just don't know what to do, mate....... I mean....... 007's on my case....... heeeelp! =-O =-O :-P :-P :-D :-D
He seems a sort of Snotty type of chap. Deluded and an arse hole.
"FULL STORY LATER TONIGHT"< drums fingers on the desk, grumbles impatiently >What's the cunt been up to now? Let me guess, he now thinks you're Cheryl from Bognor, and reckons he's got a pic of you coming seventh in the Blackpool Rotary Club Elvis Costello Lookalike competition 1983?
Ah, yes, Eye....... he may well think that today...... but what is he going to think tomorrow?...... or next week???For all we know, to quote the film, "Airplane", he thinks he's Ethel Merman!!! :-P :-P :-P :-P :-D :-D :-D :-D
And every bit as bonkers, OR, the two of them would probably get on very well together. :-D :-D :-D
judging by your wrestling vid of him he is not very good at winning, shouldnt worry too much. You could always offer him a steroid or two to give him the strength to fuck off and play with himself for an hour or two!
Exactly, Indy, or Viagra...... he might get it stuck in his throat and give himself a stiff neck! 8-)
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