Yet another fuckwit.

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NIGEL THE COCKATOO......or Nigella The Cuntortwo.

Is this dreary dimwit really Crio the Paedo lover at it again or just another attention seeking fucktard?
 
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NIGEL THE COCKATOO......or Nigella The Cuntortwo.

It this dreary dimwit really Crio the Paedo lover at it again or just another attention seeking fucktard?
There's a difference? Seems to be using the same posting style as A Day Later
 
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There's a difference? Seems to be using the same posting style as A Day Later
That had occured to me also, but who the fuck was that? We know it was a sock puppet when caught out by a Mod, might be Errol.
 
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NIGEL THE COCKATOO......or Nigella The Cuntortwo.

It this dreary dimwit really Crio the Paedo lover at it again or just another attention seeking fucktard?
Goes to show you've reached the hallowed few of Arrsers who've picked up internet stalkers.

You lucky thing.
 
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Nothing to be chuffed about, being stalked by the piss flaps that have been wrapped around a Paedo's tiny todger.
 
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Nothing to be chuffed about, being stalked by the piss flaps that have been wrapped around a Paedo's tiny todger.
And it has double Thrush too.
 
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And it has double Thrush too.
As a bird "yawns" its crop tightens, moving food from the crop into the digestive system.
Thanks for helping out Monty, I was getting a bit bilious there.

Looks a lot like you couldn't manage this bird without help. Shame. Tell you what ahm a gonna doo Monty:

Open a new account - don't worry, it won't be a secret, I'll tell you the name, when the times right. THEN, ahm a gonna send me a PM predictin the future.
When the future becomes the present I'll forward the PM to you; it'll all be dated, so's you know you're not being conned. Sound like a plan, precious?
 
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As a bird "yawns" its crop tightens, moving food from the crop into the digestive system.
Thanks for helping out Monty, I was getting a bit bilious there.

Looks a lot like you couldn't manage this bird without help. Shame. Tell you what ahm a gonna doo Monty:

Open a new account - don't worry, it won't be a secret, I'll tell you the name, when the times right. THEN, ahm a gonna send me a PM
predictin the future.


When the future becomes the present I'll forward the PM to you; it'll all be dated, so's you know you're not being conned. Sound like a plan, precious?
Ooooh scary!!!!!

Take your head for a shit spunkdribble.
 
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As a bird "yawns" its crop tightens, moving food from the crop into the digestive system.
Thanks for helping out Monty, I was getting a bit bilious there.

Looks a lot like you couldn't manage this bird without help. Shame. Tell you what ahm a gonna doo Monty:

Open a new account - don't worry, it won't be a secret, I'll tell you the name, when the times right. THEN, ahm a gonna send me a PM predictin the future.
When the future becomes the present I'll forward the PM to you; it'll all be dated, so's you know you're not being conned. Sound like a plan, precious?
Suicide note maybe?
Lets hope
 
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Monty, Monty, Montaaaay, 2300 BST - your thread's been alive six and a half hours - and you've 11 posts. 12 including this one. Of these 12, 5 are from you, and 4 (including this one) are from me. This leaves 3, one from each of: crow-bag, whose linguistic analysis of the idio- and sociolects in my posts leaves rather a lot (well, everything, actually) to be desired; ark-angel, whose epigram bears no relation to the quote that precedes it, and, last (but by all means least) Jungleism, of whom I have no more to offer than to observe that his username appears to be an expansion of the term 'Jism'. Quite.

One should remain wary also of the possibility of one, more or even all of the above named correspondents being your fuckin' shills, Monty love.

In summary then, I reckon you're lookin' as much of a cunt as Nigel, poppet. Obviously, you've lost some of your chavalry to the Resurrection Celebrations, but still a pretty poor show on balance. Better get blowin' that bugle you old fruit you.

Hugs.

Immediate post-script: It appears Lucy Lucy's up and about; likely to have had a few as well. Maybe your post count'll look a bit tidier come the morning. Pop in and see once you've had your Power Rangers easter egg, there's a dear...
 
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attention seeking fucktard!!!

you called?
 
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Thirteen.

Relatively harmless. Apparently psychic. Not academic.
fuck off cunt I'll have you know I've slept through lectures in two universities and several colleges just ecause I don't spell check doesn't make me thick

all the lead paint and wax crayons I ate as a kid do that
 
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fuck off cunt I'll have you know I've slept through lectures in two universities and several colleges just ecause I don't spell check doesn't make me thick

all the lead paint and wax crayons I ate as a kid do that
I remember you; appeared practically to live in the lecture theatres; I thought it was a thirst for knowledge. You used to snore your way through Ital 307 Rennaisance Architecture on a Thursday afternoon; nobody knew who you were, and we were all too frightened of you to ask, what with the threats and the shadow boxing in the SU Bar. The kind lady in the Campus Post Office told me once that Thursday was Giro day, so that clarified a few things, like you going through the bin outside the refectory after lights out from Friday through to Wednesday. Do you still have your dog? And penny whistle? Anyway, nice to see things turned out well for you.

Monty, obviously we'll have to deduct this post (Number 16) from the final count; it simply wouldn't be fair on you otherwise.
 
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I remember you; appeared practically to live in the lecture theatres; I thought it was a thirst for knowledge. You used to snore your way through Ital 307 Rennaisance Architecture on a Thursday afternoon; nobody knew who you were, and we were all too frightened of you to ask, what with the threats and the shadow boxing in the SU Bar. The kind lady in the Campus Post Office told me once that Thursday was Giro day, so that clarified a few things, like you going through the bin outside the refectory after lights out from Friday through to Wednesday. Do you still have your dog? And penny whistle? Anyway, nice to see things turned out well for you.

Monty, obviously we'll have to deduct this post (Number 16) from the final count; it simply wouldn't be fair on you otherwise.
Obviously you have problems with the English language!! No wonder your offspring are mongs - you're plainly subnormal, as revealed by your syntax, and incapable of grasping the 'humour' concept. Do one, sub-norm from the planet drool.
 
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Obviously you have problems with the English language!! No wonder your offspring are mongs - you're plainly subnormal, as revealed by your syntax, and incapable of grasping the 'humour' concept. Do one, sub-norm from the planet drool.
Thank you for the gift of laughter, you're obviously an intellectual heavyweight Tell me, is that a rank or an appointment within these hallowed walls? Could you spare a few pointers on the error of my ways? Syntax, for example, what on earth's that? It's 10.36 now; shall I expect your response around, say, ooh 10.40. No looking at Google now, naughty. Another boring cunt.
 
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I remember you; appeared practically to live in the lecture theatres; I thought it was a thirst for knowledge. You used to snore your way through Ital 307 Rennaisance Architecture on a Thursday afternoon; nobody knew who you were, and we were all too frightened of you to ask, what with the threats and the shadow boxing in the SU Bar. The kind lady in the Campus Post Office told me once that Thursday was Giro day, so that clarified a few things, like you going through the bin outside the refectory after lights out from Friday through to Wednesday. Do you still have your dog? And penny whistle? Anyway, nice to see things turned out well for you.

Monty, obviously we'll have to deduct this post (Number 16) from the final count; it simply wouldn't be fair on you otherwise.
And, for what it's worth, if mrrandom derives no "humour concept" from this offering, Nigel will strive to appease, although one doesn't anticipate the necessity arising. Where did your reply get to, you old literary genius Mr Satnav?
 
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