Oh! And just so we're clear, I don't believe you know.
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Oh! And just so we're clear, I don't believe you know.
In Santa :blink:
At least one in three of your posts contain some reference to Mme Squeams.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dave
At one stage it was every single post, but you've now branched out into making up stuff about hotels and burds and wishing you were Tom Selleck.
So anyway, Dave, how old are your kids.
I' just wondering.
Actually I don't because not one single person thinks I'm wrong and not one single person thinks that you're anything except a socially awkward stalker.
I asked because I was just wondering. I said in the post above there. Not sure how you missed that, Dave.
Suppose the truth was too much to hope for :dabs:
The truth around here... you're fucking seriously deluding yourself if you think the truth ever enters into anything around here.
You and your mates have spent months lying about me, making what I can only describe as outrageous accusations, and spreading complete lies. So you can go fuck yourself completely, you've abolsutely no grounds to talk about the truth, you wouldn't know the truth if it jumped up and announced itself to you in fuck off 20' lettering.
I'm not going over it again Darth, I've posted it more than once already, go read those posts.
As for the idea that it should be me who fucks off into the far distance because some deluded fuckwits around here are intent upon making up their own version of my life, well yeah that's going to work innit... not!
He's doin' The Creep...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLPZmPaHme0
Says the sad twat who sends friends requests to complete fucking strangers on the internet who he knows fuck all about. Even when those strangers turn up stating that they aren't looking to make friends with anyone here. What a completely fucking sad fuck you'd have to be to feel the need to befriend people who are never going to consider you to be anymore than a complete waster. What kind of sad rl must such a person have?