Well.
Paul Prince, my second oldest friend (or so I thought), has not only not replied to my Facebook post asking for his full address so I can send him a wedding invitation - he also deleted the post from his wall.
Well done on ending over 20 years of friendship, Paul. And go fuck yourself.

If anyone on my friend list who lives in Luton knows the kind of chavscum cunt that rips aerials and windscreen wipers off cars, kindly give them a little message for me. Tell these motherfuckers that if they EVER go within 50 fucking feet of my Mum's car again, let alone ever fucking so much as TOUCH it again, I will fucking kill them. I am not ( Read more... )

"Listen here, keyboard tough guy. Just because your mom's on you case about using her credit card to fund your WoW account and to move out of her basement, don't take that aggression out on me. Just because you're a 42-year-old virgin who will only date inside of your 'online guild' then masturbates to Japanese animation and 14-year-old girls, don' ( Read more... )

It has come to my attention that the United Kingdom's National Health Service (NHS) has been dragged into your arguments against Obama's national healthcare scheme. I've seen words like "Orwellian", "evil",and "Soviet" being bandied about. I've seen some of you claim that it will "socialise" your system.
I give you this thought:

Without the NHS, ( Read more... )

Russ (the ageing goth that runs unfortunately the only goth club in Luton) slagged off a pub that I frequent in a MySpace bulletin.
I posted a bulletin expressing my annoyance at this, and he shot me this:
"So I expect you're referring to my Blackhorse pub gig this Thursday ( Read more... )