Force feed him an entire lettuce leaf. That should finish him off and he'll no longer bother you.
Whisky is the porridge wog impostor. The bogtrotter original is far superior, albeit using more ink to spell on the label, the only reason one can see for the penny pinching impostor's refusal to print the E.
That distorted thinking is what led to the Crunchies and post-apocolyptic Christian sects who think the next war will be a race-based one from giving up the daily ration of Rhino spunk and heading north to Windhoek and capitulating the green and gold nation.
Shame on you
Do you take sugar in your coffee as well FFS?Whisky is the porridge wog impostor. The bogtrotter original is far superior, albeit using more ink to spell on the label, the only reason one can see for the penny pinching impostor's refusal to print the E.
We really do believe that you can read, and we thank you for brave admission of your intellectual deficit.
I think the snivelling little shit is some sort of acting unpaid site grass. He dribbles all over everywhere, when I give him a little poke he accuses me of following him, and lo and behold I'm priviliges withdrawn. The fact that he screeches all over the place about "making grown men cry" and being generally childish, is, it seems, neither here nor there.Please, please, please let it be Bravo Bravo...please.
Dem be fightin' wurds Cletus!
Your earlier post, just like meaningless management dross, reads like English, when read aloud can sound like English, and even has the appearance of English, but is devoid of real meaning.
Anyway, you're boring me now.
It is your lack of understanding that makes things meaningless to you.
The question is: "By what is he 'bothered?'"
To further elucidate, it should not be a point of pride to have oneself or one's actions be the answer to this question.
Your self ill-informed perception is not my reality.
In any case, I've attempted to drag it further down to your level.
You may not have noticed.......I'm not a moderator any more.
So there's no point trying to get a rise out of me by ball-aching semantic pedantry in the hope I'll smite your posts and ROP you so you can win the Mod Meltdown game with the 2 internet mates you have left. I don't have to do that shit any more.
Like I said, you're boring me now. Either dance like a trained monkey for my entertainment or I'm ignoring you.