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Nice Mexican accent on the adverb there, Caskur.You should cross your own "t" before trying to dot your neighbour's "i."
That doesn’t mean she’s NOT smarter than you, you irrefutable jackass
He’s mellowed down quite a bit. He used to be an even bigger pain in the asshole
How many times you gonna fat lame me, Benny ?
This jackass does remind persons of sane disposition of that embarrassing family member that always seems to crash thanksgiving dinner no matter how hard you try and keep it a secret. You know the type right? shows up smelling like dirty laundry and thinks it's a really cool dinner show to stick forks up his nostrils to demonstrate you don't need tongs to get those drumsticks off the platter. Someone that every last family member including the dog wishes were dead.Anyway, Scoundrivel and that Aryan Poodle. Are you two halfwit buttplugs ready to get steamrolled next week?
And strangely enough when I'm in the middle of a week long tag match.Let's dissect just how obviously you bunch of 'Jack In A Box' tempered asshats have played this.Din (who you claim to dislike) starts a match at FT 2 days early. Bland runs in here like the beleaguered Scottish forces at Culloden calling out Flea which is as likely to end in a thread as a call out to Bra1n. Emily is then risen from the e-dead in an almost Frakenstein-ish moment and all of which coincidently happen at the weekend when (as you are fuckin fully aware) Scoundrel spends his valuable time getting fuckin wrecked and partying like it's 1985.So here's how it plays out. Requests are now closed until Monday A.M. If you need me for anything then leave a note. You will wait at my pleasure. But as an aside. Whilst I am a complete cunt I'm not a twat. Unlike the twats that inhabit this place. Therefore, as i've been in taggers before where one party has gone AWOL I'll keep up with the match and post alongside Vit during the daylight hours of today and the evening tomorrow.See. I'm a cunt.You're twats.
And we are to suppose you're the erudite daughter of a longstanding lineage of well honed worldly survivors brought up with book smarts and street smarts meaning you're still alive on the wild streets in a sturdy self crafted cardboard box and can tell which end is up because you can read arrows. So much winning.So much.
The minority that wastes their time trying to communicate with a spastic weirdo like you?
Keep biting that ankle, cochina.
So far, it's been a no-brainer even though Rancid has delivered a punch or two. A smart dude would withdraw, is all I'm thinking.
Whoops. I missed this a good while ago. Good comeback.For a dumbfuck!
That's a shame. And just when I was beginning to loathe you.
You're like a lightning rod.But instead of atmospheric discharges, it's just disrespect.
Rancid. Dear old frirnd. Why did you place a laughing smiley after a sentence which was so dreadfully unfunny?
Gender flaming?Omagosh! You just broke the PC bucket.Better hand in your SJW card. It's the blank one. Because, meaningless.
Remember. You can't spell 'prepubescent' without 'pube' & 'scent'.There. Humor more befitting your preadolescence.ADHD victim.